Canada Goose chords by Tory Lanez Guitar Chords

Canada Goose chords by Tory Lanez Guitar Chords

[Intro: Pressa]
F#m D A
Uh, uh, na-na-naa
F#m D Bm E
Uh, uh, na-na-naa

[Chorus: Pressa]
F#m D
Canada goose fur, I’m so cold burr (fur, burr)
Bm C#m
Back to school shopping, I just bought a ruler (thirty)
F#m D
I’m a shooter, I’ma shoot first (bla, bla)
Bm A C#m
I done fucked up and got me in a cruiser (bla, bla, bla)
F#m D
Mercedes-Benz coupe, ring a ice cube (Benz coupe, ice cube)
A C#m
Live my life so fast, ain’t telling what I might do (might do)
F#m D
He want smoke blow, 45 coke (bla, bla)
A C#m
It’s a ISO, ayy I’m Michael (bla, Jordan)

[Verse 1: Pressa]
F#m D
I talk a lot of shit ’cause I could back it (up)
Bm C#m
Got my dick in her throat watch her back it (suck)
F#m D
I’m all about my bread like a fat kid
Bm C#m
I’m all about my swag like its fashion
F#m D
And I’m super savage, grew up as the bad kid (bad kid)
Bm A
My niggas on your block, call it camping (camping)
F#m D
They don’t want no static (nah, nah, nah, nah)
F#m A
Pull up let em have it (bow, bow, bow, bow)
F#m
Killers in the first-degree (first-degree)
D A
Uh, a lot of niggas wanna murder me (murder me)
F#m
Ayy, so I got a glizzy (ayy, ayy)
F#m A C#m
Turn him over like he Timothy (Turner)

[Chorus: Pressa]
F#m D
Canada goose fur, I’m so cold burr (fur, burr)
F#m A C#m
Back to school shopping, I just bought a ruler (thirty)
F#m
I’m a shooter, I’ma shoot first (bla, bla)
D C#m
I done fucked up and got me in a cruiser (bla, bla, bla)
F#m D
Mercedes-Benz coupe, ring a ice cube (Benz coupe, ice cube)
Bm A C#m
Live my life so fast, ain’t telling what I might do (might do)
F#m D
He want smoke blow, 45 coupe (bla, bla)
E N.C.
It’s a ISO, ayy I’m Michael (bla, Jordan)

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
F#m
Tory, woo
D D
Bang let it bang let it shoot (woo).
A C#m F#m
Hit a stain while I’m laying out the coupe (coupe)
F#m D A
With Somalis and they down to let it shoot
N.C.
Do do do do do, I caught the pussy on a roof (ha)
F#m D
From the dot where we known to let it go (go)
A C#m
My niggas they gon’ make a hole up at the door (ayy)
F#m D
Her mama trip I fucked her in the Bando
A C#m F#m
She said she like the way my wrist whippin’ on the stove (whip, whip)
D
With no answer
A C#m
To bring my nigga Nesta back I pay the bands up (I pay the bands)
F#m A
I catch his killer, have a real extravaganza (extravaganz)
A C#m
Yeah that’s my plan, this robbin’ shit won’t fuck my plans up (woo)
F#m D
No, uh-uh, in the goose fur, with the shooters (goose, shoot)
A F#m D
Wanna meet the President, you gotta fuck the bang bros and the crew first (first)
F#m
I know the truth hurts (ah)
N.C. F#m A
Not only that I got some niggas tryna line me (line)
They wanna find me (find)
D A C#m
Nobody help me when I came up so I’m grimey
F#m A
So many niggas wanna see me out and fly me
G#m N.C.
I tell ’em, “run up pussy, try me” (try me, pussy)
F#m A
Tell ’em, “run up pussy, find me” (find me)
D
I been in the Dodge with some killers right behind me
D
I remember days when them bitches weren’t beside me
F#m
I remember in the corner cooking up the 9-piece

[Verse 3: Pressa]
F#m D
I give it all up, to see my man back
A C#m
I brought a mobster, to see my opps dead
F#m D
I see the same fed, I knew I clocked it
A C#m
Studio trappin’, just for content
F#m D
‘Cause I don’t know what they have at the border (border)
A C#m
All this good mixin’ bad, feelin’ bipolar (bipolar)
F#m D
If the feds on my tail, I start to floor her (boom)
A C#m
Big chain on my belly, fuck a chocker (fuck a chocker)
F#m D
Came up off of home raids, Chucky sleeping over
D A C#m
Friday boomin’ but Sunday’s little slower (slower)
F#m D
Trappin’ was a hobby, Honda was the car key (trap)
A C#m
Ayy, hunnid for this Monclees

[Chorus: Pressa]
F#m D
Canada goose fur, I’m so cold burr (fur, burr)
F#m A C#m
Back to school shopping, I just bought a ruler (thirty)
F#m
I’m a shooter, I’ma shoot first (bla, bla)
D C#m
I done fucked up and got me in a cruiser (bla, bla, bla)
F#m D
Mercedes-Benz coupe, ring a ice cube (Benz coupe, ice cube)
Bm A C#m
Live my life so fast, ain’t telling what I might do (might do)
F#m D
He want smoke blow, 45 coupe (bla, bla)
D A C#m
It’s a ISO, ayy I’m Michael (bla, Jordan)

[Outro: Pressa]
F#m D
A C#m
Big chain on my belly, fuck a chocker
g#m D E C#m
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

1 year ago

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