Lirik dan Chord Lagu Family Don't Matter - Young Thug

JAKARTA, KOMPAS.com - "Family Don't Matter" adalah lagu rap dengan musik R&B dari rapper Young Thug.

Ia berkolaborasi dengan penyanyi asal London yang bernama Millie Go Lightly.

Lagu ini dirilis dalam mixtape Thug yang berjudul Beautiful Thugger Girls pada 2017 lalu.

Baca juga: Lirik dan Chord Lagu Livin It Up - Young Thug feat. Post Malone & A$AP Rocky

Simak lirik serta chord lagu "Family Don't Matter" dari Young Thug berikut ini.

[Intro]
Am
Yeah, what up
Dm                                                   E
I'm tryna put my dick inside of your panties, yeah
C
You bet' not take this shit for granted

[Verse 1]
         Am        Dm    G
I'm at Rolling Loud, right there rolling out
               C                          Dm
Smokin' Backwoods and holdin' bae
(Wheezy Beats)
Am                      C
I was gettin' protected by my savages
                           Dm                 Am
Yellow school buses, that's a Xanny
                     C                            G
Causin' me to sleep and I ain't plan it (Yeehaw)
                       Dm
I got some jobs all day (Jobs all day, yeah)
G                       Am
Roll out the jar all day (All day)
                 C
I be on Mars all day (All day, yeah)
                      G
I'm with the stars all day, uh (All day)
Dm           G
Boss all day (Boss all day, yeah)
                  Am
Roll up the raw all day (All day)

Babysit your dog all day (All day, yeah)

'Bout to watch you jog all day

[Chorus]
                     Dm
Like family don't matter (Oh, oh)
Am                                          C
What's poppin', what's the deal? (Oh, oh, oh, woah)
Em                                  Dm
What's poppin', what's the deal? (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Am                                     C
What's poppin', what's the deal? (Woah, oh, oh, oh, hmm)
G
What's poppin', what's the deal? (Oh, oh)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Dm                                        Am
Bagged a bad bitch, I got a foreign son
                         C                 Em
Tommy gun, found a real Tommy gun
C            Dm                                          Am
I dropped a milli' on my chain like I know Barry Bonds
                C                                               Em
And I got a head full of hair like I'm from Amazon, uh
Dm                             Am
Glaze that ass like a candle honey, uh
 C                                   Em
Ferragamo shower shoes for me, uh
Dm                                Am
Lightbulb, neck got jewels on it, uh
         C                                    E
Like an old school, I got some pull, don't I?
Dm
Huh?
                    Am
Sayin', abracadabra
C                                        G
Abracadabra, kill all you bastards
                        Dm
I don't want no wrassle
                  Am
The bread ambassador
                        C
No nothin' else matter to him
                           G
I'm ballin' like Patrick Ewing
                           Dm
Turn up on you bastards
                                Am
I'm in a Ghost like Casper
                           C
Everything go smooth for me like I got my Masters
            Dm                             Am
Fubu Platinum up, birds in the Acura
                            C
Albums platinum and up, I'm killin' these bastards

[Ulangi Chorus]

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Dm             Am
Country Billy made a couple milli'
C                            E
Tryna park the Rolls Royce inside the Piccadilly
        Dm                    Am
Oh, he had a couple stripes actually (Of course)
C                                                                                    Dm
Got another half a milli' in white tees, of course (Don't you panic)
                            Am                                         C
Don't you take this shit for granted, don't you panic
            Em                                                 Dm
When I put my D in your pants, don't you panic
                Am                                                       C
When I catch up with your bitch, you know I'm smashin'
C                                         G
I can put her on her feet, oh, oh head gasket
Dm                 Am               C
You gotta tell me what's wrong
                                               Am
I can't wait to deep stroke to the mornin'
Dm                                          Am
'Bout to put my dick in your mouth right when you yawn
C
You gotta put that puss' on my lips whenever I'm on one
Dm                             Am
I thank the red doll, so I whip my bum bum
C                                     Em
I'm 'bout to fuck somebody girl off this rum, rum (Go 'head)
Dm                              Am
I'm chasin' all of these rats like I was Tom, yeah
C                                          Em
But it ain't even matter, I was tryna kill these bastards

[Ulangi Chorus]

[Bridge]
(Ooo, baby)
Dm                        Am
Rollin' through the W6 (Ooh, nana nana)
C                        G
You feelin' me, I'm feelin' you (I'm feelin' you)
Dm                                    Am                          C      G
Fallin' deep, too deep, purple dreams to catch myself (To catch myself, yeah)
Dm                                         C
I be havin' nightmares shaped like you (Havin' nightmares)
                             G
You be blowin' smoke clouds shaped like me (You be blowin' smoke clouds)
Dm                                          C
I be havin' nightmares shaped like you (I be havin' nightmares)
                                    G
You be blowin' smoke clouds shaped like me (I just thought that you should know)
Dm                               Am
Two cups, can I drown in my mind, too? (Can I drown in my mind?)
C                                G
Hear the track, spin it back, catch a vibe, too (Ooh, baby)
Dm                             Am                                 F
This the shit that be bad, so bad it's good for you, ayy (I just thought that you should know)
                                Am
Take a hit, we can sip like it's medicine
C                                 Em
Chemistry, remedy, there's no better than
Dm                              Am
This the shit that be bad, so bad it's good for you, hey (So bad)

[Ulangi Chorus]

[Outro]
Am                                 C
My heart so cold, I need a icebox
Em                                    Dm
My heart so cold, I need a icebox
G
Icebox Jewelry
Am                                 Dm
I need help, come and rescue me