Juice WRLD

Armed And Dangerous

Juice WRLD

Written by Jarad Higgins/Andre Proctor
Cavaco chords Intermediate level
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Intro: D# F 

D# 
Gun 'em down (Gun 'em down, bih, yeah) 
A# 
With a .50 (With a .50, brr, bih, brr) 
D# 
Gun 'em down (Gun 'em down, uh) 
F 
Oh my God, huh (Oh my God, uh) 
A# 
Ya' dig? (Ya' dig? Uh, hoo) 
D# 
9 9 9 shit, ayy (9 9 9 shit, hoo) 
When 
  

D# 
I'm in town (Yeah, uh) 
F 
Party's goin' down (You dig? It's goin' down, hoo) 
D# 
Shoot 'em down (Baow) 
A# 
With a .50 round (You dig? A .50 round, hoo, ayy) 
D# 
Run the town (What?) 
F 
Ballin' hard, you outta bounds (You dig? Swish, ayy) 
A#                      D# 
So much money, damn it, I forgot the count 
(Cash, cash, cash, you dig? Hoo) 
D# 
Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig? Hoo) 
F 
Look at the cash amount (Hoo, ooh, you dig?) 
D# 
I get the cash, I'm out (You dig? Yeah, hoo) 
A# 
I do the dash, I'm out (You dig? Yeah, hoo, ooh) 
D# 
Look at my bank account (You dig? Ooh) 
F 
Look at the cash amount (You dig? Skrrt, uh) 
A# 
I get the cash, I'm out (Look, uh) 
D# 
I just be cashin' out (You dig? Skrr) 
  

D# 
Walk in that bitch and I'm faded, uh 
F 
I fuck that bitch when I'm faded 
D#                          A# 
I got the M&M's (Millions), I called my mom, told her I made it 
D# 
Yeah, mama, your son too famous (Yeah) 
F 
He on everybody playlist 
A#                                  D# 
But he's still armed and dangerous, he'll pop at a stranger 
D#                    F 
Sippin' lean, cliché, I still do it anyway 
D#                      A#                                 D# 
Red or purple in a cup, which one shall I pick today, ayy, ayy? 
F             A#         D# 
Sippin' hard, gun on me, no need for bodyguard 
D#                      F 
Aim at your body parts, yeah, take off your body parts, yeah 
D#                                          A# 
I'm swingin' when I'm off the ecstasy (Uh), that's a Molly park, yeah 
D#                   F 
Iron on me, hoo-hoo, that's a Tony Stark, yeah 
A#                 D# 
Pourin' fours in a twenty ounce soda pop, yeah 
D#       F 
I'm O.C, three-gram wood full of OG (Huh) 
D#                               A# 
Give BM dick like Moby (Uh), gun make him flash, Adobe (Uh) 
D#                            F 
Pay up that cash, you owe me, yeah, huh, bitch, I need it 
A#                                         D# 
Matter fact, fuck that shit, I'm rich, uh, you can keep it 
D# 
Yeah (Bitch, woo, damn, yeah), damn 
F                                            D# 
Rich niggas over here (They over here, huh), yeah 
A#                 D# 
Broke niggas over there (They over there, uh, hoo, uh) 
F 
Why is you over here? (Why?) 
        A# 
Go over there (Go over, uh, go over, hoo, go over there, what?) 
D# 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
  

D# 
I'm in town (Yeah, uh) 
F 
Party's goin' down (You dig? It's goin' down, hoo) 
D# 
Shoot 'em down (Baow) 
A# 
With a .50 round (You dig? A .50 round, hoo, ayy) 
D# 
Run the town (What?) 
F 
Ballin' hard, you outta bounds (You dig? Swish, ayy) 
A#                      D# 
So much money, damn it, I forgot the count 
(Cash, cash, cash, you dig? Hoo) 
D# 
Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig? Hoo) 
F 
Look at the cash amount (Hoo, ooh, you dig?) 
D# 
I get the cash, I'm out (You dig? Yeah, hoo) 
A# 
I do the dash, I'm out (You dig? Yeah, hoo, ooh) 
D# 
Look at my bank account (You dig? Ooh) 
F 
Look at the cash amount (You dig? Skrrt, uh) 
A# 
I get the cash, I'm out (Look, uh) 
D# 
I just be cashin' out (You dig? Skrr) 

Sent by: Abel Amin

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