Chords for Lil Tjay - Ruthless (Official Video) ft. Jay Critch

_ I'm holding in my hand right here, [E] this is a basketball Carmelo, Anthony, and the [F#m] motherfuckers.
You hear me?
You hear me?
This is a basketball.
[D] TJ, you're the captain of the team.
[F#] You're like Jordan in the 90s.
[F#m] You know what I'm saying?
You gotta go carry this team.
Let's go, let's bring [Am] it in.
I need [D] defense, defense, [E] defense, defense.
Watch how I change, [F#m] I ice you.
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_ [D] _ _ _ [E] How you screaming they want to do a fake shit?
[F#] Now these vibers don't wanna taste it.
Pull up on the X-Tro, Lord, I be gang shit.
[D] And if they let me in the game, I'ma change it.
[E] Ain't a lot of niggas say they ever gauged it.
[F#m] Pop it on the skateboard, man, this some big shit.
[A] Niggas see me, they ain't never gonna say shit.
[D] Bust down, they ain't never gonna take this.
[E] Money I got, lil' nigga can't make this.
[F#] Cam' blue shit's broke, niggas gonna hate this.
Mama so [A] proud, I'ma take her on vacation.
[D] I be going hard, remember we used to starve.
[E] Remember selling Knicks right on the boulevard.
[F#m] Going downtown, tryna steal a nigga car.
And if I call Todd, he'll pull a nigga car.
I [D] don't play the flu no more without a hammer.
[E] Brody on the news, hoe face on the camera.
[F#m] Three on my day, one, niggas have to slam her.
I have niggas toe black and white, he a panda.
[D] Got me finna burn up in this crib like I'm Santa.
[E] Order this designer, got me broads in Atlanta.
[F#m] Honestly, I ain't playing games no more.
And maybe on my dick til my thang fell sore.
[D] Bitch said I'm trash, said he changed all the drawers.
I ain't [E] worried about you, why you worried about me?
I'ma [F#m] still pop out with a fresh white tee with some retro [F#] J's and some fresh Nikes.
[A] Y'all didn't see no foul?
No.
[N] You on to something?
No.
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_ [B] _ _ [C#m] We gonna need you again one day.
Okay?
We gonna need you again one day.
[F#] But for now, we gonna pick Jake Critchin.
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I [E] ain't never gonna stand my hand.
If you [F#m] too deep, it's a whole block deep.
Swear to God, I ain't never gonna fail my man.
Money [D] gon' cost, the money gon' go.
All these [E] fake niggas start again too close.
So I stay on [F#m] my car, dip it by my side.
Cause I know they gon' ride [A] to the car, get in drive.
New [D] drip, have them pick up some shoes.
New [E] kicks, I don't care what it cost.
[F#m] Ruthless, I don't care who's loose.
[A] Stupid, I'm in charge of the booze.
Cause I [D] know they don't wanna see the young boy win.
[E] They don't wanna see the young boy [F#m] win.
They don't wanna see the young boy win.
They don't wanna [A] see the young boy win.
[D] Take off, they don't wanna see me win.
Flex [E] up, I'ma jump out the gym.
New [F#m] water, watch that young boy swim.
I [A] got it the hard way like I'm Tim.
In [D] that Maybach, you can't see through the tint.
I ride four [E] of a bro and a stolee.
Had the many, [F#] some plays on my doli.
Think I made it, these bitches [A] all know me.
No, this is [D] not a chain, it's a trophy.
Boss up [E] here, baby, like Jody.
Used to go [F#m] here to stay for the OZs.
When I put on the ice, it be OD.
I'm talking [D] money, put the cash on the three-way.
Doing [E] the dash on the freeway.
I knew [F#m] I would get it, they didn't believe me.
[A] Baby, I make it look easy.
Yo, [D] bitch keep calling and saying she Nime.
I [E] know she seen me with TJ.
I'm [F#m] sipping fours of the drink, moving slow-mo.
But my whip do the speed race.
She [D] wanna lick up her hoe, that's a no-go.
[E] I been stacking my cheesecake.
Yeah, I get [F#m] to the racks and I'm up out her rim.
Collecting her bag and I do it again.
[D] You think it's just me, little nigga.
[E] I ain't never gonna stay in my hand.
If [F#m] we too deep, it's a whole block deep.
I swear to God, I ain't never gonna fail my mans.
[D] Money gonna come, let the money go go.
All [E] these fake niggas started getting too close.
So I stay [F#m] on my God, they be on my side.
Cause I know they gonna ride to the car getting dropped.
[D] New drip, had to pick up some sauce.
[F#] New kicks, I don't [E] care what it cost.
[F#m] Ruthless, I don't care who lost.
Stupid, I'm in charge of a boss.
And [D] I know they don't wanna see the young boy [E] win.
They don't wanna see the young boy [F#] win.
They don't wanna see the young boy [F#m] win.
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