Chords for Drake - Knife Talk (Official Video) ft. 21 Savage, Project Pat

I gotta feed the streets, [Bbm] my pistol gon' bleed [Bb] the streets
[Bbm] Ski mask on my face, [Bb] sometimes you gotta cheat
To stay ahead in this bitch, ah, drank surf like it's liquor
Street life will have you catching up to God [Bb] quicker
Sticker, [Bbm] it can't fall [Eb] into your lip, [Bbm] ah
Let the chopper bang on you like a blood or [Bb] a cripple
Flipper, so much bread, I'm a [Bbm] gymnast
Made so much money off of dummies, off of [Bb] dummies
Yeah, yeah, [Bbm] yeah
[Bb] _ [Bbm] _ _ _
[Bb] I'm Mr.
Body Catcher, Slaughter Gang's soul [Bbm] snatcher
Ain't no regular F-150, this a fucking [Bb] rapper
No [Bbm] capper, street [Ebm] nigga, not [Bbm] a rapper
Chopper hit a mini, turn into a booty [Bb] clapper
Smith and Wesson, a 4L [Bbm] gang reppin'
We done [Bb] baptized more niggas than the damn reverend
Capper out [Bbm] for me and my [Bb] gang, we do all [Bbm] the steppin'
Who you checkin'?
It's FN, shoot East or Westin' _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] Yeah, yeah
[Bbm] I heard [Eb] poppy [Bbm] outside, and he got the [Bb] double R
Drop it outside, check the weather and it's getting real
I be [Bbm] outside, I'ma drop this shit and have [Bb] these pussies
Dropping like some motherfucking type of nigga
That can't look me in the [Bbm] eyes, I despise
When I see you better put that fucking [Bb] pride to the side
Many times, plenty times, [Bbm] I survive
Beef is [Bb] live, spoiler alert, this nigga dies
You keep [Bbm] blinkies, and [Bb] you know the [Bbm] weed's sticky
My finger itchy, glock like the [Bb] Leaf Hickeys
Your shooters iffy, a street punk can never diss me
I come straight up out the 6th and we on Spell City
I fuck with [Bbm] her, and [Bb] fuck with her, and her
I hit up her, tell her do the er, sure
Voodoo curse, it got him while I flew [Bbm] the Turks
Know the dogs had to hit him where we [Bb] knew it hurt
Gang [Bbm] shit, that's [Bb] all I'm on
[Bbm] Gang [Bb] shit, that's all I'm on, nigga
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
[Bbm] Gang shit, that's all I'm [Bb] on, nigga
Gang shit, [Bbm] that's [Bb] all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on, nigga
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Let it bang, bang, [Bbm] let it [Eb] bang, bang
[Bbm] Till his brains hang, and his mama sang
[Bb] And the pastor sang, and the buddhist sang
And the trumpet sang, and the choir sang
I'm on everything, [Bbm] Jacob [Ebm] charged me [Bb] 454, tennis chain
US Open, had it on the set, the tennis game
Tell the coach don't take me out, I like to finish games
And my pen insane, and my men insane
[Bbm] There's like [Bb] 80 of us now, that's a scary thing
Shit they doing on that other side embarrassing
We in Paris with it, honey carrots with it
All this shit is for my son, cause he's inheriting it
[Bbm] _ [Eb] _ [Bbm] _ _ [Bb] _
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_ [Bb] Gang [Bbm] shit, that's [Bb] all I'm [Bbm] on
Gang [Bb] shit, that's all I'm on, nigga
Gang shit, that's all I'm [Bbm] on
Gang shit, that's all I'm [Bb] on, nigga
Gang [Gb] shit, that's [Bb] all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on, nigga
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm [Ebm] on, nigga
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