Steppa - YoungBoy Never Broke Again, ukulele chords

Published: 2024-03-06 15:22
Selection chords: Katie Paterson

Em C D

Intro:
Em C D
Berge always flexinʼ
Em C D
Itʼs Malik on the track

Chorus:
         Em
They donʼt know me, Iʼm doinʼ fine, so let ʼem talk about me
            C                                    D
You better keep your head on in the streets
                 Em
Bust a nigga head, everybody say sad scene
            C                                    D
They know murder only cominʼ with me
                           Em                                          C                      D
Iʼm a motherfuckinʼ stepper, stepper, stepper, stepper, stepper, stepper
                           Em                                          C                      D
Iʼm a motherfuckinʼ stepper, stepper, stepper, stepper, stepper, stepper
D
Iʼm a motherfuckinʼ—

Verse:
Em
Iʼm a motherfuckinʼ contractor now, ah
C                               D
I can put my cleats on and come out right now
Em
But come to me, I guarantee you speak that you gonʼ hear a sound
C                               D
(Baow, baow, baow, baow, grrt, baow, baow)

I was sittinʼ inside my cell, I was countinʼ bricks
I was countinʼ on yoʼ mail to get me through this
But more than anything I wanted was your loyalty
Like you ainʼt fuck with that and ainʼt nobody fuck with this
But I could make your bezzel glistʼ, earings and big necklace
Since sixteen had foreign cars, Iʼm sayinʼ that I been flexinʼ
You could try to book, I step like Bigfoot, bitch
I worked for everything I own, who gonʼ die about this shit? (Yeah, 4KTrey)
Rider, rider, I got shottas
What you wanʼ do? Itʼs 6 Da Crew and NBA, 4KTrey
I dare one of you pussy niggas play
Gonʼ get shot in your face
That ainʼt nothinʼ but a early grave
You better watch what the fuck you say
I done sat up in that Ho for thirty days while they investigating
I done sat up in that car, just stakinʼ out, you know Lilʼ Top gonʼ spray it
Tryna keep my money up but fuckinʼ up, Iʼm lovinʼ her
But the truth, shorty bad for the game
I ainʼt goinʼ insane (I ainʼt goinʼ insane)
Keep my mental (Keep my mental)
Keep my pistol (Keep my pistol)
I ainʼt crashinʼ like these other niggas (Ainʼt crashinʼ like these other niggas)
Iʼma get money (Iʼma get money)
Iʼma keep on smokinʼ (Iʼma keep on smokinʼ)
And Iʼma keep gettinʼ loaded (Keep gettinʼ loaded)
Iʼma keep on pourinʼ
Keep on pourinʼ while I send ʼem hitters

Bridge:
Rrah, baow-baow-baow
While I send ʼem hitters
Rrah, baow-baow-baow
While I send ʼem hitters
Rrah, baow-baow-baow
While I send ʼem hitters
Rrah, baow-baow-baow
While I send ʼem hitters

Chorus:
They donʼt know me, Iʼm doinʼ fine, so let ʼem talk about me
You better keep your head on in the streets
Bust a nigga head, everybody say sad scene
They know murder only cominʼ with me
Iʼm a motherfuckinʼ stepper, stepper, stepper, stepper, stepper, stepper
Iʼm a motherfuckinʼ stepper, stepper, stepper, stepper, stepper, stepper
Iʼm a motherfuckinʼ— (Baow-baow-baow)

Outro:
Iʼm a motherfuckinʼ contractor now, ah
I can put my cleats on and come out right now
But come to me, I guarantee you speak that you gonʼ hear a sound
(Baow, baow, baow, baow, grrt, baow, baow)