Chords for Offset - Heathens feat. 21 Savage (EXCLU)

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So I'm in the pitty screaming, ah, for hyenas Should've thought about it, watch your mouth when you see me
We don't talk, send them shooters out, fuck demons We ain't tuck and chain, we got too much aquafina
You can't come up in my truck, at the door you get a screening When the money involved, it's summoning all the heathens
Jesus, please speak to me, I need some reason I miss the woman, kiss her on the weekend
Only got one shot, you want my spot?
I'll come and eat you [G] So much money that the [B] government think we do treason
Police, niggas pulling up to the prison Anemic, demons walking through the mall, [F#] neeming
Me and the fat like Kel and [Bm] Keene Shit, we're fucked up, we was stuck, eva-ena
That's a rim off of that shit, it's sick, pneumonia My flow abnormal, [Em] put you in a [G] coma
I'm super stoner, money make me horny Corner state, banana cookie in [F#] the morning
Money that we making ain't regular degular Roll up a pathway, then I've been smoking no medical
Matching with the jury, with the cars, [Bm] etc.
We go to war, we pull up with the metal up
Smoke [F#] jet, smoke jet, jet, the schedule war Lord, help me, put up my money up
Pull up my strange, strange, get my [Bm] bungee up I don't wanna hit the bitch, let my buddy fuck
Rolling up the purple punch and it got a must This bitch is loaded, I'm the batter up
I don't fold, I just ladder up Different caliber, different algebra
I got money signs on calendars The Uber's real fast, I handle her
The Instagram is killing us, they not feeling us Trying to finish us
[F#] My eyes are wide open, I see [B] them plots I'm fire, I bought the [B] Lama and bought [F#] the truck
Deny them lies, cause you fucked up [Bm] I'm wise, I get the back double up
Boy, I take a nap, boy, I go to sleep Count a hundred racks while I'm [B] praying on my [Bm] knees
With the 50, we can make the bitch breathe Never snitching, never switching, nigga, nigga, please
Throwing up the G's, throwing up a cup of pea Ain't going outside, nigga, you don't agree
Everybody having paper, ain't nobody greedy Daddy's in the room, I deny him, they cannot ignore him
I keep talking bout her cause I'm missing Pistapizzi Easy on my shoulder, you a angel, watch the demons
So I'm in the pity screaming, ah, for hyenas Should've thought about it, watch your mouth when you see me
Bitch, I spit on tops and them shooters out, pop, beam em When you taking chain, we got too much aquafina
Can't come up in my truck, at the door you get a screening When the money involved, it's summoning all the haters
I'm a young shot caller, hit placer, bad bitch taker AK slangin' ass gangsta
White flags, nigga, we don't hang em Two gun gang, twin glocks, nigga, I'm flaming
Should've been a teacher, how I get you white chalked Lawyer to the gang, I can never get bought
Stay up out the street, you need to use the sidewalk Bitches clout chasing, I can't fuck a bitch raw
Rapping all that ra-ra, nigga, got raw I can see right through you, pussy boy, [Em] you not [F#] hard
When the gang slide, everybody get scarred [G] Slumped over, police thought that [Bm] nigga popped a bar
We don't type on keyboards, we shoot choppers Ask around the city, deuces, I ain't never caught em
Savage way too solid, I don't lie and I don't gossip Came from the gutter, now all the bad bitches top me
Bought a new coupe and a top, saying drop me Dissing me, you better, I was just saying, savage, drop me
Way too authentic, pussy boys can't copy Knife tatted in his face, that mean he got a body
Two bad bitches doing the 69, free shotty Show my rich a mill, I don't [Em] gotta show my [F#] ID
Nigga wrote a statement and he picked you out of ID [Bm] We ain't stopping till your whole gang on the IV
Before I take a nap, before I go to sleep Count a hundred racks while I'm praying on my knees
Rack up a 50-50, we can make the bitch breathe Never snitching, never switching, nigga, nigga, please
Throwing up the cheese, throwing up a cup of pea Ain't going outside, nigga, you don't read
Everybody having paper, ain't nobody greedy Thotties in the room, I'm denying they cannot eat
I keep talking bout her cause I'm missing, piss the peas
Easy on my shoulder, you a angel, watch the demons Oh, I'm in the pit, he's screaming, ah, fuck [G] hyenas
Should've thought about it, watch your mouth [B] when you see me We don't talk, send them shooters out, I'm beaming
We ain't tucking chain, we got too [Em] much [Bm] aquafina Can't come up in my truck, at the door you get a screening
When the money involved, it's summoning all the heathens
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