Chord 6 Kiss by Trippie Redd feat Juice WRLD

Intro Oh, oh Bm Pourin' up fours, mud in my cup D Won't look at the past, it's behind us G Falling in a bottomless pit, find us A Life is a purge, sound all the sirens Verse 1 Bm Do whatever I want, don't give a fuck, live my life, uh-huh, uh-huh D I got your wife, she my slut, she take nut, uh-huh, uh-huh G And I don't walk shit at all, I'm on a money run A I don't got no opps, they stay inside 'cause they're scared of my guns Bm Your bitch say she want a real one, I told her, "Come and find one" D It's funny how you pussy but you never been inside one G Ayy, these dumb ass virgin ass niggas mad A They run when they see the gun in my hand A Bullets like Twitter, they follow them Verse 2 Bm Nut my kids, she swallowed them, ooh, yeah, she swallowed them D Boy, your chain ain't solid gold, your jeweler finessed, he hollowed them G You niggas say they with' it, uh, we gon' Harry Potter him A Make that lil' bitch disappear, got VVS's in my ear Bm Ooh-ooh-ooh, a chandelier, they shinin' on your bitch D We flick these hoes wanna fuck, 'cause I'm so freaky-deaky and your bitch gon' eat me G You know that we killin' these fuck niggas, hell nah G Ain't no throwing a wife like hell nah A Pussy boy we gon bite that pussy nigga, pull up on him and bite that, uh Bm 130K on a Cuban link, ayy D Shawty wanna fuck, suck the dick, and be my bae, uh G Chillin' on that couch, fuck yo' bitch in her mouth A Catch a nigga slippin', put it in his fucking house, slatt Bridge Bm I ain't with the talkin', I ain't with the talkin' D I ain't with the talkin, put the pussy nigga in a coffin G He red, nigga say he bleeding, he red, he red A I'm killing everybody instead, yeah Verse 3 Bm It be so cold up in the summertime freezing N.C In the summertime freezing D Diamonds on my fingers, baby blue, they look like Megamind yeah G I don't know reality, bitch, I feel like Coraline yeah, yeah A And we from the Northside, pull up, Optimus Prime yeah Bm I don't wanna miss life, yeah Dm Promise it feel better taking his life taking his life G Yeah, Codeine when I piss right when I piss right A 'Cause we live that fucking triple six life triple six A Yeah, that 6 kiss life 666 Bm Murder what it is, murder what it is D Yeah, murder what it is, uh G I'ma catch a murder in this bitch N.C That's for certain in this bitch A Like close the burtains in this bitch, uh, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Bm D Uh, it's a living hell and we live in hell N.C I'm from there, living hell, I'm from there G I live in hell, I'm from there, yeah, gang lalalala, lalala A