Headshot chords by Lil Tjay

Key: G# Minor

🎸 Intro:

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Pipe that shit up, TnT
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Tahj Money
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Dmac on the fuckin' track
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Bordeaux and Non Native

🎸 Verse:
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I'm the one who tried to make a way when we was strugglin'
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I remember rain, sleet, and snow, I was hustlin'
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Know the feds watchin', middle fingers to the government
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Glock in this Louis pouch, nigga, I ain't tusslin'

         E
Catfish, he don't really know who he fuckin' with
 E
Opps send a message, you grab a Drac' to rebuttal it
E
Had a undertaker at your tombstone, shovelin'
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Hell yeah, hollows bound to chew 'em like some Doublemint

                  G#m
Made it out the field with somе niggas I was thuggin' with
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We'll send some shots through thеy crowd while they huddlin'
  G#m
I'm the type to leave it in the streets, I ain't discussin' it
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Tryna make it flip, I need that Rolls Royce Cullinan
                      E
Old bitches trippin', cut her off like a Backwood
 E
Middle of the trenches, that's where me and the guys stood
 E
Killers anonymous, black masks and black hoods (Yeah, uh, uh)
                                     F#
Walk down on him, make sure he get clapped good (Uh, uh)





🎸 Verse:
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I feel like the man of the hour (I do)
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This gun on me (Gun on me), I'm demandin' the power (Brr)
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He never talk to my face (Nah), that man is a coward
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Ayy, uh, uh (Yeah)
                   E
Go lookin' for him every hour, uh
  E
I 'member nights in the tower (I do)
  E
She suckin' my dick out the shower
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Tell her, "Be quiet," she told me, "Fuck me even louder"
            G#m
Ayy, ayy, uh

G#m
Paid now (Paid now), feet up (Feet up)
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All of your sneakers is beat up (They are)
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Percocet (Percocet), geek up (Geek up)
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You see the police and we speed up
 E
Uh, yeah, look, they tryna catch us and link us
E
(They tryna catch us and link us)
 E
Uh, yeah, they tryna find us
                               F#
But they don't know where to meet us, uh (Bow)

           G#m
She wanna chill with me and all my niggas (She do)
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She get extra freaky off the liquor (Uh), uh
  G#m
She told us that she got a man (What)
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So we extra sneaky when I'm with her
            B
She a lil' bad broad (Uh), she wanna go mad far (Uh uh)
    E                             F#
Fivio Foreign in a fast car, I'm in a fast car, uh





🎸 Verse:
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Fresh in the game, still see it as a blessin', the same
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Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain
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Tryna go out like a vet' in the game, put respect on my name
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No security, I'm flexin' with gang, I'm a real one
 E
Reminiscin' about all of my decisions
 E
Embracin' the way of livin', I was runnin' through the field, dumb
 E
Couple niggas disrespectin', we done killed them
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Keep a shooter, they won't see, he my lil' one

G#m
Thirty shots, we ain't into usin' lil' guns
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Nigga talkin' like he know me, he my real son
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Rap beef, fuck the cap, I'ma drill some
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Put the glizzy to your melon, make you feel dumb
 E
Headshot, all black, he won't feel nothin'
  E
Couple hollows to his back, we done filled him
  E
Headshot or a lifelong sentence,
 E                                        F#
what you need for them to label you a real one