Wish I Knew Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]Huh, Hey s[C]hootbaby
[Am](Hello? Xanman?)
I I wish I knew that
You know what I'm sayin'
I wish I knew a lot
[C]Ooh, ooh, huh [D](Hey Turk,
Sparkheem)
[C]Rifle got hair

[Verse 2]
and triggers
I just bought her a wig
[F]I love what she do when
she [G]get in that bed
[Am]Rob a nigga, we just shot him instead
Not a family guy,
but my bitch [C]look like Meg
[Am]Yeah, none of these niggas
don't shoot
I'm drop[C]pin' that shit [Em]off M[G]W2
If I [Am]get highed up, you
can catch me off goop
This Drac' got real [C]wood, they call me Groot
I [Am]told you, if this bitch cheat
I'ma kill her this bitch got [C]a mind of
It's [G]own like Matilda
Fuck [Am]I look like buying guns
When I build 'em?
Hol', grab the Glock right there
I'ma leave him
Walk down with that
Drac', it's that season
Alv[C]in and the [G]Chipmunks, bitch, [Am]I'm Ian
Put the F in the feel like Fajita
Cut ties with a bitch like
[C]Kanye did Adidas

[Verse 3]
[C][G]
[Am]Yeah, I wish I knew that this
Drac' 'bout to hit him
I wish you knew that [C]I
was talkin' to bitches
Twenty- [Am]five in the clip, it's like Christmas
He [Em]tried [G]to cross me but
he ain't Chris[Am]tian
I'm a fuck nigga, I'm not for GloRilla
[C]I take all [G]the shit [Am]like a picture
I poured a whole six in a pitcher
Func[Em]tional [G]drug addict, I'm addicted
[Am]Give me that Fentanyl, this shit hittin'
Give me that [C]bitch number, I'ma hit her
Feel[Am]in' like nigga, I'm not a
Fuck nig[Em]ga got Veneers
We knock [G]out them den[Am]tures

[Verse 4]
Nigga, what's up with all that tippin'?
[Am]
None of these niggas not trappin'
Wipe the blood off my shirt
With a Popeyes napkin
I ain't tot[C]in' no ghost,
this manufactured
Could've made a move
with the 40
What happened? Can't
believe what I made [Am]off
A five dollar mattress
I been lookin' for blood like Morbius
Dracula
[C]Got purple tips in my gun[Am], look
like lavender
I ain't saving no bitch
[C]This not Greys Anatomy
I pulled [Am]out the stick,
he like rap battling
Too sharp with the gun
I could shoot out a cavity
My dawg still selling that Scooby
like Daphne
Put three in his head like [C]a triple- a battery
I [Am]wish you knew how I feel, no hope
Put his head on the fridge
Like a sui[G]cide note that nig
[Am]ga not shootin'
Ain't lettin' no stick go
Her head was so good that I
Came in like six strokes glock 7
11, get killed for a big gulp
Look up to Ted Bundy,
they call me [G]a sicko
[Am]Yeah, let's see who spinnin' this
Shit like a disco
Let's see who make
[C]niggas duck like limbo
[F]High off that Fentanyl, done
[Am]hit a lamp[C]post
I wish these bitches had
[G]Somethin' to stand [Am]for
I put a band on his head
like Masenko
Bitch- ass nigga ain't lettin' [C]no[G][Am]
[C][Am]
[G]Drac' go

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