Shooters inside my crib chords by Quavo
Verse 1
Dm
F
Dm
Yeah, yeah (Ayo B
F
on the track)
Ooh, ooh- ooh
Am
C
Am
Ooh-
C
Em
ooh, ooh- ooh
Yeah, yeah
Verse 2
Dm
I was pa tient,
F
now my ice go glacier (yeah)
Dm
F
I was trapping out the va cant 'til I
Dm
F
got some paper (yeah)
Am
I was looking for the smoke and then I got
Em
Am
some straightenin' (ooh- ooh)
I was out there chasin' dreams 'cause
Em
they thought I couldn't make it (yeah)
G
Em
Dm
I put that on my soul,
F
Dm
no you can't take it (my soul)
F
On the highway going two places, yeah
Prison or vacation,
Dm
Am
Em
C
G
Am
yeah (yeah)
Em
G
In the trap we switch locations, yeah
Em
G
Gotta stay down, be pa tient,
Em
Dm
ooh (ooh)
F
I dreamed that I'ma be big,
while I'm putting bullets inside my SIG
Dm
Am
Em
Am
Mm h- mh-
mh- mh (mmh- mh- mh- mh)
Em
Momma said don't make no sense,
Am
C
G
'cause I got shooters in all my cribs
Em
Dm
Mmh- mh- mh-
mh (mmh- mh- mh- mh)
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Verse 3
F
It's kinda hard to be a young nigga
When you gotta watch the way that you live,
Am
Em
Am
ooh (ooh)
C
It's never too hard to keep it real
Am
Em
Keep it one hundred,
Dm
we on and off of the field (yeah)
Am
F
Am
Dm
Made 'em train to kill if he caught a body,
he signed a deal
F
Don't talk about it, nobody squeal
Upgrade the watches
Dm
from stainless steel
Am
Em
If you woke up in the morn
C
Em
ing and got you a million
Am
Just tell me just how would you feel?
Em
Gave my niggas some points,
some extra percentage
G
Em
Just look at the way they live
Verse 4
Dm
I was pa tient,
F
Dm
now my ice go glacier (yeah)
F
I was trapping out the vacant 'til I
Dm
F
got some paper (yeah)
Am
I was looking for the smoke and then I got
Em
Am
some straightenin' (yeah)
I was out there chasin' dreams 'cause
Em
they thought I couldn't make it (ooh)
G
Em
Dm
I put that on my soul,
F
Dm
no you can't take it (my soul)
F
On the highway going two places, yeah
Prison or vacation,
Dm
Am
G
Am
yeah (yeah, yeah)
Em
In the trap we switch locations, yeah
G
Gotta stay down, be patient,
Dm
F
Dm
ooh (ooh)
F
I dreamed that I'ma be big,
while I'm putting bullets inside my SIG
Dm
Am
Mmh- mh-
mh- mh (mmh- mh- mh- mh)
Em
Momma said don't make no sense,
Am
C
G
'cause I got shooters in all my cribs
Em
Dm
Mmh- mh- mh-
Verse 5
mh (mmh- mh- mh- mh)
F
Momma said don't make no sense,
Am
yeah
Em
Am
C
G
Shooters inside my crib
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