Ghostface Killers Chords by 21 Savage  &  Offset  &  Metro Boomin

[Intro]
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■  ■   Metro Boomin want some more nigga


[Verse]
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Automatic automatics in the trunk
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Shoot the maggots shoot the maggots with the pump
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Thot and addy love the Patek on my arm
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We got static pussy nigga run your charm
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Ghostface killers WuTang twentyone news gang
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Drug dealers in the Mulsanne at the top of the food chain
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Trappin' the cocaine no gang shooter with no name
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We can play toll games the whole gang kick in your door man
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Yeah put on the Patek poppin' Xannys I'm an addict
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Break the mattress with a baddie on the Addy
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Diamonds glassy need some glasses for the flashing yeah
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Michael Jackson with this fashion bitch I'm dabbin' yeah
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All of this shit on purpose got these bitches slurpin'
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Aw your pockets on hurting nigga you can be my servant
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Go to the lot and young nigga don't lease it I purchase
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After I cut off a thot I give her some money for service
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Wherever I go the whole gang gon' go yeah
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You cannot tame the ho because you want fame for sure


[Chorus]
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You think that you rich 'cause you got a hundred or more
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I got an overoverload look like I just sold my soul
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I pour up a four a liter I got the stripes Adidas
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I got a foreign mamacita and I been known to beat it
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Niggas ain't goin' defeated we get the guns immediate
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Don't burn in the coupe it's an Italy
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You niggas is broke and it's pitiful
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Automatic automatics in the trunk
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Shoot the maggots shoot the maggots with the pump
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Thot and addy love the Patek on my arm
              F                         
We got static pussy nigga run your charm
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Ghostface killers WuTang twentyone news gang
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Drug dealers in the Mulsanne at the top of the food chain
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Trappin' the cocaine no gang shooter with no name
                           F                               
We can play toll games the whole gang kick in your door man


[Verse]
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Yeah Kim Jong yeah big bombs
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Wonder Bread man make your bitch lick crumbs
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Audemar Piguet flooded got my wrist numb
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Grab the hitstick nigga tryna blitz some'
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Dope boy dope boy I sell coke boy
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You broke ass rappers food it's a po' boy
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Everybody the same all these niggas sound alike
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Fox five gang turn you to a candlelight
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Bitch boy I'm a mobster shrimp in my pasta
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Jamaican Don Dada hang 'round the shottas
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Mad Max nigga yeah I hang with the killers
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Planet of the Apes yeah I hang around gorillas
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I got AK SK HK broad day
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You a fuckboy we ain't with the horseplay
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Shrimp ass nigga did you do your chores today
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Do you wanna take a ride with the coroner today


[Chorus]
Dm                               
Automatic automatics in the trunk
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Shoot the maggots shoot the maggots with the pump
         Dm                           
Thot and addy love the Patek on my arm
Dm                                      
We got static pussy nigga run your charm
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Ghostface killers WuTang twentyone news gang
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Drug dealers in the Mulsanne at the top of the food chain
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Trappin' the cocaine no gang shooter with no name
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We can play toll games the whole gang kick in your door man
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Drop from the heavens straight in the wild
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Trunk in the front top gotta slide
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Ride suicides we keep this shit alive
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Jumping out the public houses don't you come outside


[Verse]
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Private status tryna land the jet at Magic
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Goin' way up on my way to cut through traffic
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Pop the ceiling pop the bean I need the balance
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Bloody ass is what I'm seeing it's way too graphic
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Watch your fingers 'cause the cactus dangerous
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Broke you ain't us we don't speak that language
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On the couches
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Tom Cruise I'ma make her see she snort a mountain


[Chorus]
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Rackades on the outfit will make her bounce it
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Good drank my life yeah CPR my pipe yeah
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Please need the energy only got a night yeah
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Nike boys we don't do three stripes
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I'm living for my niggas that do life yeah
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Automatic automatics in the trunk
                                             Dm  
Shoot the maggots shoot the maggots with the pump
         Dm                           
Thot and addy love the Patek on my arm
              F                         
We got static pussy nigga run your charm
Dm                                          
Ghostface killers WuTang twentyone news gang
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Drug dealers in the Mulsanne at the top of the food chain
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Trappin' the cocaine no gang shooter with no name
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We can play toll games the whole gang kick in your door man ■


[Outro]

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