Née-nah chords by 21 Savage

• Difficulty: Intermediate 💪

Verse 1:

Travis Scott:
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        I took a ballerina down to the ball dance
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 Met a couple ball players, found a ball stance

 Now we in the bathroom, she found a ball face
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 Took some shots and balled out, now how the stall taste?

 I can't even go inside, my old hoes might hear
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 I might need to hit the town, I need you right here, right here
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        'Til  she reached in the trunk and found a nina
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       I told her, Baby, that's Nina Simone"
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drivin' through the liquor store faded
braided
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   Hands in this motherf* cker wavin', hazy
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 '80s like the '90s and 2000s
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    Drivin' through this motherf* cker, wildin'
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Brady seven pack, they come in bunch
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   I been with the 'quad  on a high note, gettin' C- notes

 Different presentation to this vibe, you need a keynote
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    Presi' 'round this motherf* cker
I ain't sendin' vetos
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 Ain't no stoppin' shit or stoppin' licks, them boys on G- O
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 Battin' out the 504, I saved her name as Creole"
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 Balance when I'm   on a road, I get the go and T- O
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  Dominatrix Matrix when she do it like I'm Neo
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 Shit   is off its sockets, they lock in
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 Mama said live   up to my name, but they jockin'
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 They gon' try go  and take your face for the profit
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 They gon' lie, they gon' slip  and slide, get beside ya
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 They gon' try, we a hundred deep like Verizon
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 In the trees with the bumble bees on horizon
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Ain't catchin' Zs, I been in in  the V, on road to Zion
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 Sell they souls, hoppin' in that mode that I ain't buyin'

Verse 2:

21 Savage:

He ain't Slaughter Gang, then he ain't official
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When that chopper  sing, you really think that they gon' miss you?
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I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals

It's gon' be a hearse, not a verse if I diss  you
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Got me f* cked up, nigga, got me f* cked up
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When I send it past the ceilin', that shit stuck up
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   All that talkin', actin' tough get you roughed up
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 If your wifey   at the spot, she gettin' bust  up

Verse 3:

21 Savage, BabyDrill:
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    Rich nigga, got my strap from Tommy Hilfiger
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    Red, white, and blue, American, I kill niggas
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Spray his block and then pull off
this a real dipple
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 Bottega pick my cotton, but I'm a field nigga
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 I be sittin' inside the house 'cause   I don't feel niggas
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F*   ck with Baby, but my baby like to drill niggas
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Claustrophobic, I don't even like to chill with  'em
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Guess I'm fake since everybody say they real niggas
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Got    a  whoopin', but you still ain't learned your lesson, huh?
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 Hard- headed, you won't end up on a stretcher, huh?
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    Oh, you Usher now, you givin' out confessions, huh?
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 On the blogs like these hoes, oh, you messy, huh?
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Put a Louis logo on my switch
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    I know Virgil probably lookin' down like, Damn, this nigga back on that shit"
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Back inside the club with  my blick
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Playin' freeze tag, shit, I'm tryna see who it
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 Niggas say we opps, when they see me don't do shit
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Only person believe that you a killer is your bitch
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Makin' diss songs  this nigga died about a diss
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   If I see my opps while I'm in cuffs then    I'ma spit
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Wanna kill the world about your bitch 'cause she on  dick
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Thinkin' 'bout the hoes that I'ma shit on while I piss
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  You ain't heard my music why you ballin' up your fists?
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 Reverb on the chopper it go Baow" when it hit

Verse 4:

21 Savage:
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He ain't Slaughter Gang then he ain't official
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 When that chopper sing you really think that they gon' miss you?
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 I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals
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 It's gon' be a hearse not a verse if I diss you
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   Got me f* cked up nigga  got me f* cked up
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 When I send it past the ceilin', that shit stuck up
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 All that talkin', actin' tough get you roughed up
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  If your wifey   at the spot she gettin bust up