On Fire accords par
Young Thug
Young Thug

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Tonalité : D major
Verse 1
F
F

Don't make him mad,
Am
Am

Dm
Dm

F
F

he'll put that side bitch on him
Don't make him mad,
Dm
Dm

F
F

he'll put that side bitch on him
Am
Am

You made him mad,
F
F

he put you right back on there
Am
Am

You made him mad,
Dm
Dm

F
F

he put you right back where you started
Am
Am

Ain't got no more wristband
F
F

(Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa)
Am
Am

You heard 'bout shaggin' my figures,
ey
Dm
Dm

(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
F
F

Fuck your thot
C
C

Am
Am

Pussy ass nigga
Dm
Dm

F
F

Hop off a jet, hop off a Jeep
Am
Am

Hop off a jet, hop off a skrrt
Dm
Dm

F
F

Hop off a jet, hop on a jet
Hop off a jet, hold on!
C
C

Shot that boy so many
Verse 2
times
F
F

Dm
Dm

he caught on fire
F
F

Every single night I'm spittin' fire
C
C

Tryna count my profit,
Dm
Dm

baby watch 'em
I'm tired of one, I need two,
F
F

C
C

threesome (yeah)
Dm
Dm

F
F

I need a threesome
Dm
Dm

F
F

C
C

Just give me a threesome
Dm
Dm

F
F

Three, three, three, three, threesome
Dm
Dm

Bb
Bb

F
F

Push your head up
C
C

in these strong arms
Dm
Dm

F
F

Every single eve I lean on
C
C

Ashes in the Bentley, I'm that raw
Dm
Dm

Wedding room in my Japanese home
F
F

Rockin' gas in my Japanese draw
Dm
Dm

F
F

ers (rockin' gas)
My friends signed my Japanese wall
Vintage clothes, they kinda cost
I think you lost,
C
C

F
F

baby girl I think you lost but
Am
Am

Don't make him mad, he'll put that
Verse 3
Dm
Dm

F
F

side bitch on him
Am
Am

Dm
Dm

Don't make him mad, he'll put
F
F

that side bitch on him
Am
Am

You made him mad,
Dm
Dm

F
F

he put you right back on there
Am
Am

You made him mad,
Dm
Dm

F
F

he put you right back where you started
Am
Am

Ain't got no more wristbands
Dm
Dm

F
F

but I got bands on me
Am
Am

He ain't got no more wristbands
Dm
Dm

F
F

but I got bands on me
Am
Am

I'm in the whip, my clan will tat they
Dm
Dm

F
F

names on me
Am
Am

You can't trick me like I got the
F
F

answers tatted on me
Verse 4
It ain't got no scratches on me
F
F

C
C

F
F

I got a ratchet hoe and I got that ratchet on me
Dm
Dm

My life like dominoes,
F
F

I can't make mistakes lil' homie
C
C

Dm
Dm

Ay, I ain't got no scratches nowhere
F
F

I got good skin like a cover girl
C
C

You can come and chill
Dm
Dm

with me
F
F

Let's drink a pint of codeine
Verse 5
F
F

C
C

Blessed when she on search she a lil easy
Dm
Dm

F
F

Breezy beautiful thugger girls with me
C
C

Enjoy the wealth until you're gone
Dm
Dm

Pillsbury doughboy on strong
F
F

C
C

Wearing the seat belt just 'cause my son
Dm
Dm

F
F

I put a corder on the neck of my son
I got your back,
I got some red in my tummy
I want some velvet on
my Maybach in a month
I got the itch,
Am
Am

F
F

still I ain't traded in or nothin'
Dm
Dm

F
F

I got like twenty cars, baby pick one
Verse 6
Don't make him mad,
Am
Am

Dm
Dm

F
F

he'll put that side bitch on him
Am
Am

Don't make him mad,
Dm
Dm

F
F

he'll put that side bitch on him
Am
Am

You made him mad,
F
F

he put you right back on there
Am
Am

You made him mad,
F
F

he put you right back where you started
Am
Am

Ain't got no more wristbands
Dm
Dm

F
F

but I got bands on me
He ain't got no more wrist
Am
Am

Dm
Dm

F
F

bands but I got bands on me
Am
Am

I'm in the whip, my clan will tat they
Dm
Dm

F
F

names on me
Am
Am

You can't trick me like I got the
F
F

answers tatted on me
Am
Am

It ain't got no scratches on me
F
F

Bird on my boots
Verse 7
Am
Am

F
F

Mm, you kick 'em, let bitches swoop
Am
Am

F
F

Mm, how dare you, I kick a bullet
Am
Am

F
F

Mm, my chains, I'm Rick the Ruler
Am
Am

Mm, that's foreign,
F
F

Am
Am

ain't no skoom
F
F

We killin', ain't tryna sue you
Am
Am

Mm, head a long way from
F
F

Raymond news
Am
Am

F
F

Mm, 2017Porshes zoom, mm
C
C

I see you eatin' girl, you full
Dm
Dm

F
F

Got Molly in my Red Bull
C
C

I'm with the dolls, and yeah we cruel
Dm
Dm

Everything you do be fire like you
Verse 8
F
F

Don't make him mad, he'll
Am
Am

F
F

put that side bitch on him
Am
Am

Don't make him mad,
F
F

he'll put that side bitch on him
Am
Am

You made him mad,
F
F

he put you right back on there
Am
Am

You made him mad,
F
F

he put you right back where you started
Am
Am

Ain't got no more wristbands
F
F

(Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa)
Am
Am

You heard 'bout shaggin' my fig ures,
ey
Dm
Dm

(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
F
F

Fuck your thot
Am
Am

Pussy ass nigga
Dm
Dm

F
F

Hop off a jet, hop off a Jeep
Am
Am

Hop off a jet, hop off skrrt
F
F

Hop off a jet, hop on a jet
Hop off a jet, hold on!

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