IDGAF (ft Yeat) - Drake, guitar chords

Published: 2023-12-05 22:24
Selection chords: Sarah Harris

Intro: A#m F# A#m F# x2

 A#m  F#     A#m          F# A#m F# A#m
Traveling forever in the dark
A#m  F#            A#m F# A#m
Darkness into blackness
  A#m      F#           A#m    F# A#m F#
There and back, itʼs always black

Oh ah, it screeched across the sky

Nothing to Do but lie

 G#                                     Gm
Fuck the bitch, I make her sweat, huh, Iʼma die by my respect, huh
G#                             Gm
I put a check up on my neck, life check ya in the head
 G#                               Gm                          G# Gm
I signed for a couple milliʼ, you only touched a hundred thouʼ

 G# Gm

 Gm                                  G# Gm
Man, I donʼt give a fuck who it is
  Gm                   G#  Gm
I called up my twizzʼ (BNYX)
 Gm                              G#
Donʼt give a fuck what yʼall on
             Gm
Man, fuck all of you (All of you)

Chorus:
                  G#                        Gm
Yeah, I donʼt be givinʼ no fucks (Not one), uh (Just pull up, pull up, woah)
              G#
I donʼt know if you caught on (Caught on)
  Gm
I donʼt be givinʼ no fuck (Huh)
         G#                    Gm
I say whatever I want, yeah, I Do whatever I want, huh
                  G#
Iʼm countinʼ up money for fun
          Gm
And Iʼm poppinʼ these Percs just for fun (luh geek)

Verse:
   G#                    Gm
Look, cominʼ live from the
   Gm                  G#
Cominʼ live from the one out the five
                        Gm
Cominʼ live from the three, two time
                        G#                                  Gm
Whole gang fucked her eastbound and they down just like Danny McBride
                      G#
Why I always see your dawgs in the city?
                            Gm
Think your boys left some soldiers behind

                      G#
Just like the J, you boys try to vibe
  Gm                    G#
That ainʼt gonʼ fly, nope
G#                              Gm
I took that one off of the table
                       G#
Octoberʼs Own, itʼs a label
                      Gm
I stay with that on like a tie
                            G#
I stay with that on like a bagel
                                Gm
I stay with that on like a lightsaber

                            G#
Shoutʼ to my ex, Iʼm her lifesaver
                           Gm
My Glocky, it sit on the night table
                              G#
You light on the waist like a lightsaber
                     Gm
In Seattle, itʼs just me and Twizzʼ

                          G#
I hate you boys more than I ever did
                            Gm
You rappinʼ ʼbout shit that you never did
                           G#
My dawg in the can like a metal lid
                          Gm
Three the kid, three the kid, three the kid

Chorus:
            G#                         Gm
I donʼt be givinʼ no fucks (Not one), uh (Just pull up, pull up, woah)
              G#             Gm
I donʼt know if you caught on (Caught on)
Gm
I donʼt be givinʼ no fuck (Huh)
            G#                 Gm
I say whatever I want, yeah, I Do whatever I want, huh
                    G#
Iʼm countinʼ up the money for fun
           Gm
And Iʼm poppinʼ these Percs just for fun (luh geek)

Verse:
            G#
All of my twizzʼ got a gun (Blam)
               Gm
Couple of my twizzʼ on the run (Phew)
               G#
Couple of my twizzʼ sellinʼ Runtz  (luh geek)
              Gm
Couple of my twizzʼ cut ʼem up  (luh geek)

                    G#
Yeah, couple of my twizzʼ sell a bunch
                   Gm
Heard your money got took like itʼs lunch (Hah)
          G#
We on the side and we punt
                        Gm
Bitch, I sleep in the day, Iʼon see sun (Uh huh, yeah)

 G#                               Gm
Big body Lambʼ truck sittinʼ outside in the sun,
  Gm
it get you caught up, get you fried
G#                                   Gm
You donʼt really have no swag, so what you did?
  Gm
Your little buddy tried to take mine (Woo)

      G#                           Gm
I never needed no help, I never needed nobody, I wait in no line (Woo)
 G#
Gonna be a minute, tell the time
Gm
If you did the crime, bitch, why you cryinʼ?

G#                                 Gm
I just pulled up in a big body, I got a lot of money cominʼ in
         G#                                      Gm
I just got off the phone with my demon and he told me that Iʼm gonʼ win
 G#                                     Gm
I canʼt be wasting time on the ʼnet, I just be running up a fuckinʼ check
  G#                                     Gm
Fuck the bitch, I make her sweat, huh, Iʼma die ʼbout my respect, huh

  G#                          Gm
I put a check up on my neck, life check ya in the head
 G#                             Gm
I signed for a couple milliʼ, you only touched a hundred thouʼ
 G#                            Gm
Ainʼt nobody steal ya style, ainʼt nobody want yoʼ sauce
     G#                               Gm
Tell me who the fuck gonʼ fall off, tell me who gonʼ make it out?

Chorus:
           G#                             Gm
I donʼt be givinʼ no fucks (Not one), uh (Just pull up, pull up, woah)
            G#
I donʼt know if you caught on (Caught on)
Gm
I donʼt be givinʼ no fuck (Huh)
          G#                           Gm
I say whatever I want, yeah, I Do whatever I want, huh
                    G#
Iʼm countinʼ up the money for fun
                      Gm
And Iʼm poppinʼ these Percs just for fun (luh geek)