Blah Blah chords by Upchurch

Key: Gm

🎸 Chorus:

Gm                        Eb      Gm
I'll be ridin' down to the yellas flash, no title in the glove box
       Gm               Eb
That thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blah
Gm                Eb     Gm
I stay on my block block, bitches know I rock rock
    Gm                 Eb
When I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talk (Creek Squad)



🎸 Verse 1:

Gm              Eb
51-50 Pond Creek Road reppin' for real (You know it)
F    Gm                   Eb
Barefoot bandit, dirty feet, confederate bandana still (All day)
   Gm                Eb
Creek squad 'til I'm dirt, black marks from a hearse
Gm       Gm            Eb
When I die I'm gonna be a 🏷Legend in the outskirts (Ah yeah)
Gm       Gm               Eb
Yeah my swag is so filthy, the Huck Finn of the whole industry
Gm      Gm               Eb
Hood folks be actin' sketchy and the yuppies not into me (They not)
Gm    Gm                  Eb
White boy with a voice, with an accent thicker than honey (Ah yeah)
Gm        Gm               Gm
Smokes more than Willie Nelson and got guns like the Army (brbrbrbrah)

🎸 Chorus:

        Gm                 Eb      Gm
I'll be ridin' down to the yellas flash, no title in the glove box
       Gm               Eb
That thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blah
Gm                Eb     Gm
I stay on my block block, bitches know I rock rock
    Gm              Eb
When I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talk
Gm               Eb     Gm
I stay on my blah blah
I stay on my blah blah
    Gm           Eb
I stay on my blah blah
I stay on my blah blah
  Gm                   G       Gm
You know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blah
    Gm           Eb
I stay on my blah blah
I stay on my blah blah

🎸 Verse 2:

Gm
I come from that region
           Eb
Where they'll pop you for no reason
Gm        Gm
Throw them hands and now you leakin'
        Eb
Like the cracks up in my ceilin'
     Gm
This the land of dirty dealin's
      Eb
My kush is medically healin'
Gm        Gm
Bitch boy stay up out your feelin's
          Eb
That sucker shit's unappealin' (Nah)
Gm
I stay on my block block
     Eb     Gm
Weed off in my sock sock
    Gm
Haters like to talk talk
  Eb
All I hear is blah blah
Gm
My shotty go blah blah
Gm
You swear like a box box
Gm
Bitch you know I rock rock
G           Gm
Got this shit on lock lock

🎸 Chorus:

                      Gm  Eb      Gm
I'll be ridin' down to the yellas flash, no title in the glove box
                 Eb           G
That thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blah
Gm                Eb
I stay on my block block, bitches know I rock rock
Gm                  Eb
When I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talk
Gm               Eb     Gm
I stay on my blah blah
I stay on my blah blah
            Eb
I stay on my blah blah
I stay on my blah blah
Gm                Gm
You know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blah
Gm           Eb
I stay on my blah blah
I stay on my blah blah

🎸 Verse 3:

   Gm                    Eb
I see rappers waste their time with their nose somewhere else
    Gm                    Eb
Another county, 'nother state, but not protectin' their belt
     Gm                    Eb
In every woods and hoods prolly got a damn culture to see
   Gm       Gm                 Gm
This is the meltin' pot so won't you come and smoke one with me
         Gm              Eb
I'm just a dirty white boy from the middle of Tennessee
Gm      Gm             Eb
I don't bite unless I want your jugular to bleed
Gm          Gm             Gm
And if you're lookin' for a interview
I'll be in the trees
        Gm                G
Pull on that YZ walkin' wheelies all the way down the street

🎸 Chorus:

    Gm                    Eb      Gm
I'll be ridin' down to the yellas flash, no title in the glove box
       Gm               Eb
That thing in someone elses name, the safety off that blah blah
Gm                   Eb     Gm
I stay on my blah block block, bitches know I rock rock
    Gm                 Eb
When I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talk
Gm               Eb     Gm
I stay on my blah blah
I stay on my blah blah
    Gm           Eb
I stay on my blah blah
I stay on my blah blah
  Gm                G         Gm
You know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blah
    Gm           Eb       Gm
I stay on my blah blah
I stay on my blah blah blah

🎸 Outro:

Eb Gm Gm  D Gbm
Gbm  Fm  C Ebm