MULATTO | No Hook Chords Guitar Piano and Lyrics

MULATTO | No Hook Chords Guitar Piano and Lyrics

Published on May 15, 2020 by guitarchordslyrics

Song Scale: D Minor
Signature BPM: 4/4
Metronome: 90
Strumming Pattern: DU,DU,DU,DU
 (Intro)
 
       Dm Bb
 Big Latto
 
 Yeah
 
 [VERSE]
       Dm
 I got money and my own family started acting funny
          Bb
 I don’t trust nobody, keep it on me
                      Dm
 I swear they always told me that the top would be lonely (Yeah)
             Bb
 Two year relationship, that nigga really owe me (Pussy)
 
                  Dm
 Bitch, I want my time back, bruises, had to hide that
                     Bb
 I thought I was pregnant, to this day, I’m thanking God for that
                Dm
 Fuck The Rap Game, still happy I ain’t sign that
            Bb
 No sleep, when I land, headed straight to sound check
 
                Dm
 Dropped ten bands to beat a case that I ain’t do (Yeah)
                    Bb
 How the fuck they book me for some shit with no proof? (Shit cap)
                  Dm
 Bitch, I ain’t forgot how y’all was clownin’, but it’s cool
                        Bb
 I’ma sue and get the last laugh on ’em when I’m through
 
           Dm
 I love my OG, but he ain’t show me how to treat shit
                   Bb
 No wonder why I let that nigga try me like a weak bitch
                          Dm
 Shouldn’t have made the tape, he keep on threatenin’ to leak shit
                  Bb
 I let a nigga break me, now I’m pickin’ up the pieces (Yeah)
 
                    Dm
 She used to be my dawg, but now she telling all my business (Bitch)
                     Bb
 If I could take it back, I wouldn’t have been on television (Hell no)
                              Dm
 ‘Cause y’all won’t let me grow up and accept the fact I’m winning
                       Bb
 Brother in the penitentiary, it’s a piece of me missing (Straight up)
 
               Dm
 Heart been broke way too many times (Times)
                   Bb
 Me and Brooke beatin’ bitches, still banned from Mount Zion
                      Dm
 I can’t let the industry get between me and mine
                         Bb
 Swear I’m trying not to lose it, but this shit be havin’ me crying
 
                   Dm
 Mama had me at fifteen, really got it out the mud (Yeah)
                   Bb
 I came home from school and seen bags, hella drugs
                         Dm
 Lost the bond with my daddy for some money and a buzz
                          Bb
 Swear the industry the devil, shit, it is what it was
 
                           Dm
 Ain’t no stranger on the ‘net finna tell me ’bout my life, though (Hell nah)
            Bb
 As a kid, feelin’ too black for the white folks
                     Dm
 Ain’t changin’ my name, disagree and you can die slow
               Bb
 Work hard and pray harder, bitch, that’s all I know (Bitch)
 

Lyrics


[Intro]

Big Latto

Yeah

[Verse]

I got money and my own family started acting funny

I don’t trust nobody, keep it on me

I swear they always told me that the top would be lonely (Yeah)

Two year relationship, that nigga really owe me (Pussy)

Bitch, I want my time back, bruises, had to hide that

I thought I was pregnant, to this day, I’m thanking God for that

Fuck The Rap Game, still happy I ain’t sign that

No sleep, when I land, headed straight to sound check

Dropped ten bands to beat a case that I ain’t do (Yeah)

How the fuck they book me for some shit with no proof? (Shit cap)

Bitch, I ain’t forgot how y’all was clownin’, but it’s cool

I’ma sue and get the last laugh on ’em when I’m through

I love my OG, but he ain’t show me how to treat shit

No wonder why I let that nigga try me like a weak bitch

Shouldn’t have made the tape, he keep on threatenin’ to leak shit

I let a nigga break me, now I’m pickin’ up the pieces (Yeah)

She used to be my dawg, but now she telling all my business (Bitch)

If I could take it back, I wouldn’t have been on television (Hell no)

‘Cause y’all won’t let me grow up and accept the fact I’m winning

Brother in the penitentiary, it’s a piece of me missing (Straight up)

Heart been broke way too many times (Times)

Me and Brooke beatin’ bitches, still banned from Mount Zion

I can’t let the industry get between me and mine

Swear I’m trying not to lose it, but this shit be havin’ me crying

Mama had me at fifteen, really got it out the mud (Yeah)

I came home from school and seen bags, hella drugs

Lost the bond with my daddy for some money and a buzz

Swear the industry the devil, shit, it is what it was

Ain’t no stranger on the ‘net finna tell me ’bout my life, though (Hell nah)

As a kid, feelin’ too black for the white folks

Ain’t changin’ my name, disagree and you can die slow

Work hard and pray harder, bitch, that’s all I know (Bitch)

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