Matt Hardy 999

Am                   Dm
I just got a million bands today
         C                             F
'Bout to go and spend a bag, blow them bands today, yeah
Am                       Dm
'Bout to spend a hundred grand today
       C                               F
Lot of blue face hundreds, it's a blue band parade, yeah
Am                          Dm
Huh, grah, shooting out the Hummer today
         C                        F
I'm in a bad mood, so I feel like dumping today, yeah
Am             Dm
Bad move, I'ma dump at his face
         C                            F
Keep the toolie by my side, feel like Ratchet & Clank, yeah


[Verse 2: Juice WRLD & Trippie Redd]
Am
Shoot out the Wraith, stick up
Dm
I need everything in your safe, nigga
C
Huh, I'm with them gravediggers
F
We gon' dig your grave, nigga
Am
Huh, pop molly at the rave, nigga
Dm
Chains on me, no slave, nigga, huh
C
We've been in the cave, nigga
F
We done fucking made niggas
Am
Uh, take your chain, nigga
Dm
What the fuck you claim, nigga?
C          F
1400, 800, bitch, I'm talking gang, nigga
Am
We not the same, nigga
Dm
Big 14 Great Dane, nigga


[Verse 3: Juice WRLD]
C
Fuck what you claim, nigga
F                     Am
Feel like the KKK, we kill you, then we hang niggas
Dm
Do that the same day
C                        F
Pull up in the all grey, black Mustang
Am
In the streets, I was hustling
Dm
Run up on me, gun busting
N.C
Uh, that's your best friend, that's my main thing
Dm                     Em
Uh, she give me titty, Tity Boi, 2 Chainz
F                    Am
Uh, get to the nitty-gritty, boy, new stains
Dm                    Em
Uh, pouring Prince up in my cup, no Purple Rain
F                                Am
I'm throwing bands, I'm throwing hands, and I ain't throwing shade


[Verse 4: Trippie Redd]
Dm                      Em
Jumping out the Batcave just like Bruce Wayne
F
Kicking shit like Liu Kang
Am
My plug Palupé
Dm
Big racks on us do things
Em
Big blues, no clues, yeah
F
Your bitch like to choose, ayy
Am
But that's your boo, ain't it?
Dm     Em                     F
Take a flick, uh, licky on my dick, uh
      Am                        Dm
On my blick, uh, while I take a shit, uh
      Em                                F
And a piss, uh, sing to that bitch like Kiss, uh


[Verse 5: Juice WRLD]
                Am
Oh, that's your bitch, huh?
                     Dm
R. Kelly, I may just piss on her
                  Em
(Skrrt) I'm in a 'Rari
             F                           Am
You make me mad-mad, I may shoot up your party
                     Dm                       Em
That lil' bitch, she bad, but she fake, she a Barbie
              F
But she still know to ride me like a fucking Harley
Am                      Dm                  Em
Asked me if I love her, I responded to her, "Hardly"


[Verse 6: Trippie Redd]
                F                                Am
Jumping off the top rope on that bitch like Matt Hardy
                  Dm                                 Em
Why the fuck your pussy ass in here? This a gangster party
              F                      Am
"What? What? What?" Like I'm Playboi Carti
               Dm                            Em
Got my robe on in this bitch, it's a Playboy party
                  F                              Am
That bitch hella plastic, that bitch just like a Barbie
                   Dm                               Em
Playing games with all these hoes, bitch, just like Atari
                  F                               Am
Kicked up with my feet up, sipping Hennessey at a safari
                      Dm                                             Em
With a bunch of white bitches, and they all like, "Trippie Redd, you gnarly"
        F
Viral, iCarly


[Verse 7: Juice WRLD]
                       Am
She on the webcam like Carly
                      Dm
That's your girl? I'm sorry
                Em
She was off the molly
                        F                                  Am
Uh, I'm in the trap, I'm whipping, I got your auntie on my dope
                                        Dm                                Em
She told me she ain't have enough money for them rocks, my dick up in her throat
          F                         Am
I'm going hard, LOL to the bank, no joke
                  Dm                          Em
You run up on me, you leaping froggy, you get croaked
   F         Am
Uh, huh, you know