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Ukulele Chords RIDE OUT By KID INK

Ukulele Chords RIDE OUT By KID INK

  VERSION 1  

CHORDS USED : Bbm, Gb, Ab, Ebm

Came in at first, had bad luck
Got a whole lot, remember I ain't had nothin'
We done sold out, now everybody mad at me
Tell 'em roll out, now everybody smashin'
Get ready cause you know we 'bout to be a problem
Hope you ready cause you know it 'bout to be a problem

Hook:
Bbm          
It's the only way we know to go
Gb
Squad up, never roll alone
Ab
And we gon' ride on forever
Ebm
We ride out together
Bbm
Pull up right in your zone
Gb
Take over the street, that's how we roll
Ab
And we gon' ride on forever
Ebm
We ride out together

Tyga:
Bbm
Fancy when I drive, six cars in the driveway
Gb
Cash in the driver door, spend it, do it my way
Ab
I fucks you like a matador, fresh out the catalog
Ebm
One fall we all fall, crew like dominoes
Bbm
But chase vamanos, all my dogs riding smoke
Gb
Mob heavy like the Pope, for that pot of gold
Ab
We are not alone, boy, better check your tone
Ebm
You gone need a lot of help, I ain't talkin' bank loans
Bbm
Sit with us, table last supper
Gb
Toast to the brothers, some bad motherfuckers
Ab
Yeah, ain't nothin' but pure luxury
Ebm
You lookin' left to me, should be looking up to me
Bbm
Preferably one of the best
Gb
She ridin' cause we next now and forever to death
Ab
Be loyal, real, and respect, stay ahead of the rest
Ebm
We just sit back, relax, doin' things to impress

Chorus

Wale:
Bbm
Ridin' on ton of waves
Gb
And no way these niggas stoppin' me, oh no
Ab
Flyin' from a mile away
Ebm
It's not a problem, only real ones follow me
Bbm
And I can do this with my eyes closed,Blindfold two times over
Gb
Ride solo, I got women and got soldiers
Ab
I ain't trippin', you try to get it your night's over
Ebm
Talkin' all Melatonin, get it and fight coma
Bbm
What's defeat to a giant, niggas feedin' the fire
Gb
History, niggas be less them niggas flee when they flyin'
Ab
You don't believe it? Then try it,We don't believe in just tryin'
Ebm
I call it peoples and leave 'em in 100 pieces divided
Bbm                                                   Gb
That's cold blooded,And I've been this dope for like four summers
                                 Ab
And I ain't really going for the he say, or she say,Keep it G for Pete's sake
Ebm
I know this shit that bone you pick,Might leave you niggas feetless

Chorus

YG:
Bbm
It's YG 4hunnid! Is you ridin'?
Gb
Is you with all the burglarizing and the violence?
Ab
If Jimmy got caught up, but you right there with him
Ebm
So the police askin' you questions, is you gone keep quiet?
Bbm
Is you loyal, is you real, is you fake?
Gb
When I can't tell that's the type of way that I hate
Ab
You got that fake friend, San Tone
Ebm
There's no cure so them symptoms is gon' show
Bbm
You know the code, stick around, hold it down
Gb
never fold, Like it's a crease up in your Dicky Browns
Ab                          Ebm
Hold up, each one teach one, Motivate each one to be somethin'
Bbm
Cause I ain't just another statistic
Gb
I do this and that if you wanna get specific
Ab
I'm just tryna make bread come quicker
Ebm
For me and my day one hitters

Kid Ink:
Bbm
Ride out!"
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