Canada Goose Guitar Chords Tory Lanez

Canada Goose Guitar Chords Tory Lanez

[Intro: Pressa]
Am  F     C
Uh, uh, na-na-naa
Am F   Dm G
Uh, uh, na-na-naa

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

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

[Chorus: Pressa]
Am               F
Canada goose fur, I'm so cold burr (fur, burr)
Am                      C               Em
Back to school shopping, I just bought a ruler (thirty)
Am
I'm a shooter, I'ma shoot first (bla, bla)
F                     Em
I done fucked up and got me in a cruiser (bla, bla, bla)
Am                          F
Mercedes-Benz coupe, ring a ice cube (Benz coupe, ice cube)
       Dm                   C               Em
Live my life so fast, ain't telling what I might do (might do)
Am                   F
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]
Am
Tory, woo
F                        F
Bang let it bang let it shoot (woo).
        C               Em          Am
Hit a stain while I'm laying out the coupe (coupe)
Am     F             C
With Somalis and they down to let it shoot
N.C.
Do do do do do, I caught the pussy on a roof (ha)
Am           F
From the dot where we known to let it go (go)
            C               Em
My niggas they gon' make a hole up at the door (ayy)
Am                        F
Her mama trip I fucked her in the Bando
                       C             Em            Am
She said she like the way my wrist whippin' on the stove (whip, whip)
         F
With no answer
                         C              Em
To bring my nigga Nesta back I pay the bands up (I pay the bands)
Am                                 C
I catch his killer, have a real extravaganza (extravaganz)
C                                                     Em
Yeah that's my plan, this robbin' shit won't fuck my plans up (woo)
Am                F
No, uh-uh, in the goose fur, with the shooters (goose, shoot)
C                              Am                              F
Wanna meet the President, you gotta fuck the bang bros and the crew first (first)
Am
I know the truth hurts (ah)
N.C.                       G#m         B
Not only that I got some niggas tryna line me (line)
They wanna find me (find)
F                      C              Em
Nobody help me when I came up so I'm grimey
Am                                 C
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)
Am                       C
Tell 'em, "run up pussy, find me" (find me)
F
I been in the Dodge with some killers right behind me
F
I remember days when them bitches weren't beside me
Am
I remember in the corner cooking up the 9-piece

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

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

[Outro: Pressa]
Am F
                 C             Em
Big chain on my belly, fuck a chocker
g#m           F    G  Em
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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