YG - Handgun ft. A$AP Rocky (Official Music Video) Chords
Tempo:
81.85 bpm
Chords used:
G#m
C#m
G#
C#
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I'm YG 400, your senior drip instructor.
From this day on, you're gonna drip every day like a real nigga supposed to.
And every first and last word that come out your vagina-eating mouth
gonna be drip!
Do my real niggas understand?
Drip, boo, drip!
Do my real niggas understand?
Drip, boo, drip!
[B]
[F#]
[G] [A#] [G]
[A]
[N]
[G#] [C#] [G#m] [C#m]
[G#] [C#m] [G#m] [C#] [G#m] [C#] [G#] [C#]
[G#] [C#m]
Drip, boo, drip!
I can't decide and that nigga tell me who she love.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Bass.
Lumps.
Uh.
Uh.
Miss.
Gums.
Uh.
Uh.
She on my nuts.
Fuck a wuss, [G#m] I don't eat the [C#m] butt.
YG always cuss.
YG do too much.
Oh my God, he always wearing red, he a super blood!
I hop off the truck My feet like Don Juancik's broad
Eat it up this Friday You ain't gon' tell me who she loveăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăă
anderes Big Gun Bomb Gun Shoot out M1 Gregoire Trunks Gucci Trainer Goku Asthma Pump
You didn't asked me what I done
I'm like, I'll be done.
She wanna fuck.
She done.
They sweet cookie rum ice cream.
Sadie truck nine screens.
[G#m] Pretty bunch.
Why screen?
I was 13 [C#m] with fake bling.
My delicate was on the corner with the pink.
My little man was on the corner with the clink clink gold.
Pink, bro, they go, they so dingo.
They go.
I go, I go, and I don't want no drama.
I got my damn arm.
I got my [G#m] damn [C#m] arm.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
I hop on the tour.
My feet land on who she brought.
Beat it up and slide it.
The mic could tell me who she love.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
From this day on, you're gonna drip every day like a real nigga supposed to.
And every first and last word that come out your vagina-eating mouth
gonna be drip!
Do my real niggas understand?
Drip, boo, drip!
Do my real niggas understand?
Drip, boo, drip!
[B]
[F#]
[G] [A#] [G]
[A]
[N]
[G#] [C#] [G#m] [C#m]
[G#] [C#m] [G#m] [C#] [G#m] [C#] [G#] [C#]
[G#] [C#m]
Drip, boo, drip!
I can't decide and that nigga tell me who she love.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Bass.
Lumps.
Uh.
Uh.
Miss.
Gums.
Uh.
Uh.
She on my nuts.
Fuck a wuss, [G#m] I don't eat the [C#m] butt.
YG always cuss.
YG do too much.
Oh my God, he always wearing red, he a super blood!
I hop off the truck My feet like Don Juancik's broad
Eat it up this Friday You ain't gon' tell me who she loveăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăă
anderes Big Gun Bomb Gun Shoot out M1 Gregoire Trunks Gucci Trainer Goku Asthma Pump
You didn't asked me what I done
I'm like, I'll be done.
She wanna fuck.
She done.
They sweet cookie rum ice cream.
Sadie truck nine screens.
[G#m] Pretty bunch.
Why screen?
I was 13 [C#m] with fake bling.
My delicate was on the corner with the pink.
My little man was on the corner with the clink clink gold.
Pink, bro, they go, they so dingo.
They go.
I go, I go, and I don't want no drama.
I got my damn arm.
I got my [G#m] damn [C#m] arm.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
I hop on the tour.
My feet land on who she brought.
Beat it up and slide it.
The mic could tell me who she love.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
Key:
G#m
C#m
G#
C#
B
G#m
C#m
G#
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm YG 400, your senior drip instructor. _ _
_ From this day on, you're gonna drip every day like a real nigga supposed to.
_ _ _ _ And every first and last word that come out your vagina-eating mouth
gonna be drip!
Do my real niggas understand?
Drip, boo, drip!
Do my real niggas understand?
Drip, boo, drip! _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [A#] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _ [G#m] _ [C#m] _
[G#] _ [C#m] _ [G#m] _ [C#] _ [G#m] _ [C#] _ [G#] _ [C#] _
[G#] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Drip, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ boo, drip!
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I can't decide and that nigga tell me who she love.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Bass.
Lumps.
Uh.
Uh.
Miss.
Gums.
Uh.
Uh.
She on my nuts.
Fuck a wuss, [G#m] I don't eat the [C#m] butt.
YG always cuss.
YG do too much.
Oh my God, he always wearing red, he a super blood!
I hop off the truck My feet like Don Juancik's broad
Eat it up this Friday You ain't gon' tell me who she _ _ _ _ loveăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăă
anderes Big Gun Bomb Gun Shoot out M1 _ _ Gregoire Trunks Gucci Trainer Goku Asthma Pump _
You didn't asked me what I done
I'm like, I'll be done.
She wanna fuck.
She done.
They sweet cookie rum ice cream.
Sadie truck nine screens.
[G#m] Pretty bunch.
Why screen?
I was 13 [C#m] with fake bling.
My delicate was on the corner with the pink.
My little man was on the corner with the clink clink gold.
Pink, bro, they go, they so dingo.
They go.
I go, I go, and I don't want no drama.
I got my damn arm.
I got my [G#m] damn [C#m] arm.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. _ _
I hop on the tour.
My feet land on who she brought.
Beat it up and slide it.
The mic could tell me who she love.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
_ From this day on, you're gonna drip every day like a real nigga supposed to.
_ _ _ _ And every first and last word that come out your vagina-eating mouth
gonna be drip!
Do my real niggas understand?
Drip, boo, drip!
Do my real niggas understand?
Drip, boo, drip! _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [A#] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _ [G#m] _ [C#m] _
[G#] _ [C#m] _ [G#m] _ [C#] _ [G#m] _ [C#] _ [G#] _ [C#] _
[G#] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Drip, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ boo, drip!
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I can't decide and that nigga tell me who she love.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Bass.
Lumps.
Uh.
Uh.
Miss.
Gums.
Uh.
Uh.
She on my nuts.
Fuck a wuss, [G#m] I don't eat the [C#m] butt.
YG always cuss.
YG do too much.
Oh my God, he always wearing red, he a super blood!
I hop off the truck My feet like Don Juancik's broad
Eat it up this Friday You ain't gon' tell me who she _ _ _ _ loveăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăăă
anderes Big Gun Bomb Gun Shoot out M1 _ _ Gregoire Trunks Gucci Trainer Goku Asthma Pump _
You didn't asked me what I done
I'm like, I'll be done.
She wanna fuck.
She done.
They sweet cookie rum ice cream.
Sadie truck nine screens.
[G#m] Pretty bunch.
Why screen?
I was 13 [C#m] with fake bling.
My delicate was on the corner with the pink.
My little man was on the corner with the clink clink gold.
Pink, bro, they go, they so dingo.
They go.
I go, I go, and I don't want no drama.
I got my damn arm.
I got my [G#m] damn [C#m] arm.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. _ _
I hop on the tour.
My feet land on who she brought.
Beat it up and slide it.
The mic could tell me who she love.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,