War chords by
Luciano
Luciano

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Key: F# minor
Verse 1
Em
Em
She drank too much
G
G
Sipping on the bloody punch
Em
Em
G
G
They dont even know what's going on
Em
Em
They dont even know what's up
G
G
Em
Em
In a hellcat keep my ak
G
G
Em
Em
Yea I always gotta keep a gun
Am
Am
G
G
In atlanta diamond
Em
Em
G
G
in the rough
Em
Em
In atlanta gotta keep a blunt
Yea we only rolling up exotic
gas
A
A
Yea it prolly came from the sun
G
G
Em
Em
G
G
The gas got me on the moon
Em
Em
Your bitch giving
G
G
Em
Em
head in my room
How the hell she got in here
Am
Am
G
G
Em
Em
Im too high can't move
Im too high can't see
D
D
Your bitch tripping off of a bean
Em
Em
I told that luh hoe to chill
But that luh hoe love to eat meat
D
D
Em
Em
That luh hoe love to eat me
D
D
That luh hoe love to see green
Em
Em
When I go outside I see red
D
D
That boy talking shit through a screen
Em
Em
Helicopters in the sky
D
D
Sniper rifle through the eye
Em
Em
Bitch we pull up in a tank
Everybody gon die
Yea I love a bad hoe
D
D
Ak with a big scope
Em
Em
D
D
My money it dont fold
Em
Em
Your partner he gon fold
D
D
Yea I love to be me
Em
Em
Diamonds all on my body
G
G
Em
Em
They all wanna be me
Rick on my boots
I spent your rent
D
D
On my feet
Em
Em
Shorty wanna fuck
Told that hoe get in line
D
D
If she said im her man
Em
Em
Just know that hoe aint mine
She drank too much
Sipping on the bloody punch
D
D
Em
Em
They dont even know what's going on
D
D
They dont even know what's up
Em
Em
In a hellcat keep my ak
Yea I always gotta keep a gun
In atlanta diamond in the rough
D
D
In atlanta gotta keep a blunt
Em
Em
Yea we only rolling up exotic gas
Yea it prolly came from the sun
The gas got me on the moon
D
D
Your bitch giving head in my room
How the hell she got in here
Im too high can't move
G
G
Im too high can't see
Em
Em
Your bitch tripping off of a bean
D
D
I told that luh hoe to chill
G
G
Em
Em
But that luh hoe love to eat meat
D
D
That luh hoe love to eat me
Em
Em
That luh hoe love to see green
D
D
When I go outside I see red
Em
Em
That boy talking shit through a screen
D
D
Helicopters in the sky
Em
Em
Sniper rifle through the eye
D
D
Bitch we pull up in a tank
Everybody gon die
Em
Em
Yea I love a bad hoe
D
D
Ak with a big scope
My money it dont fold
Em
Em
Your partner he gon fold
Yea I love to be me

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