Tomahawk Akkorde von
Kid Ink
Kid Ink

N/A
Tonart: G# minor
Verse 1
Bm
Hunnid, uh
Hunnid cars got the city, yeah yeah
D
Bm
A
Woo, yeah yeah
Hey
Bm
Drop
Verse 2
down,
tomahawk tops off (yeah)
Hundred cars got the city
blocked off (yeah)
D
Try and catch me slippin',
F#m
Bm
D
but I never fall (yeah)
A
Pocket rockets poppin', we could let 'em off,
C#m
A
Bm
yeah (yeah)
Drop down,
tomahawk tops off (yeah)
Hunnid cars got the city
D
blocked off (yeah)
Try and catch me slippin',
A
but I never fall (yeah)
Pocket rockets, we could let 'em off,
Bm
yeah (yeah)
Verse 3
Bm
You don't want no war,
boy you get destroyed
Talk that shit like 50 but
D
I hit like Floyd
Niggas up in space,
A
I just feel the void (woo)
Black hoodie, grim reaper,
Bm
watch me kill the noise (aye)
Panic view,
F#m
Bm
and that Panamera painted blue (ooh)
Push the button, see the super sport and
F#m
Bm
D
baby zoomin' (zoom)
A
Addin' fire to fuel, man,
E
they just live illusions
A
They ain't get no bread, dog,
they can't have no gluten
Bm
F#m
Me no lack me no cap,
G
Bm
boy (boy)
F#m
Tryna get like me and said you're back, boy
A
D
Hunnid of them, hunnid of them
A
Money like MJ the way that it spin
Bm
Em
Swear that these niggas
D
A
don't want me to win
F#m
Feel like this season,
A
Bm
I'm huntin' again (ow)
Verse 4
Drop down,
tomahawk tops off (yeah)
Hundred cars got the city
blocked off (yeah)
D
Try and catch me slippin',
F#m
Bm
but I never fall (yeah)
D
Pocket rockets poppin',
A
Bm
we could let 'em off (yeah)
Drop down,
tomahawk tops off (yeah)
Hundred cars got the city blocked
F#m
D
off (yeah)
Try and catch me slippin',
A
but I never fall (yeah)
Pocket rockets, we could let 'em off,
Bm
yeah (yeah, aye)
Verse 5
Bm
I don't know what the fuck
you put in this shit man
I swear to God this some whole
other outer space
D
I'm high, nigga,
man I'm tryna land in this motherfucker
Bro, I'm high as fuck
A
I know they call you rocket ship and all that shit,
Bm
but, woo
F#m
Back with that resurrect
Verse 6
(resurrect), you
Bm
niggas overslept (woah)
F#m
Way that I regulate (way), feel
Bm
D
like I never left (you)
A
L.A. I represent, mixin' that bag,
C#
A
Bm
ooh, with the medicine
D
E
A
Baby girl don't wanna smoke
Lookin' for snow, mountain like Everest
Bm
Switchin' the tone,
F#m
swear that they phony
Bm
Post somethin' fake 'cause I never been
I hear you talkin',
F#m
if it's a problem
D
Know that with me, you won't settle it
Livin' the life of an icon (icon)
Walk in this bitch like a giant (aye)
A
Ball like I ain't got no time-outs
(time-outs)
Diggin' a hole you can't
F#m
climb out (yeah)
Bm
F#m
Cash, these niggas is hypebeasts, they
Bm
only livin' on IG
F#m
Bm
F#m
My main was never a
sidepiece (no)
Bm
D
Got her the 'Rari and Siamese (err)
C#
Hit the button, watch the dash lift
Bm
D
A
(smashin')
E
Bm
Roll me up so I don't crash this (ow)
Verse 7
Drop down,
tomahawk tops off (yeah)
Hundred cars got the city
blocked off (yeah)
D
Try and catch me slippin',
F#m
Bm
but I never fall (yeah)
D
Pocket rockets poppin',
A
Bm
we could let 'em off (yeah)
Drop down,
tomahawk tops off (yeah)
Hundred cars got the city
F#m
blocked off (yeah)
D
Try and catch me slippin',
A
but I never fall (yeah)
Pocket rockets, we could let 'em off,
Bm
yeah (yeah, aye)
Outro 1
Bm
D
A

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