🎸 Liar chords by LiL PEEP

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Worked out for clintoncbarnes


Intro:
D Bm
  I've been through a lot boy (Punk star)
G               Em
 I've been through a lot boy,  I ain't gonna stop boy
D               Bm
 Ooh, Bi-Bighead on the beat,  I ain't gonna stop boy, yeah,
G                  Em
 always runnin' from the cops, boy.  Yeah.

Chorus:
D

 Call it rap, call it pop, boy, yeah (Call it rap, call it pop, boy)
Bm
 Call it what you want, boy, yeah (Call it what you want, boy)
G
 We call you a opp, boy, yeah (We call you a opp, boy)
Em
 You got a big gun? Who you shot, boy? (Huh?)
D
 Call it rap, call it pop, boy, yeah (Call it rap, call it pop, boy)
Bm
 Call it what you want, boy, yeah (Call it what you want, boy)
G
 We call you a opp, boy, yeah (We call you a opp, boy)
N.C.
 Damn, I'm a real life GothBoi (I'm a real life GothBoi)

Verse 1:
D
 Why the fuck you lyin' in the streets? (Lyin' in the streets)
Bm
 Why the fuck you lyin' to me? (Lyin' to me)
G
 Why the fuck you lyin' to her? (Lyin' to her)
Em
 You couldn't even buy her the purse (Nah)

D
 Everybody wanna flex on each other (Why?)
Bm
 I just want some money for my mother (Damn)
G
 This ain't a competition (Nah)
Em
 Please listen (Yeah) Hold up, listen to me, right?

Verse 1:
D
 I was really in the kitchen, yeah (I was really in the kitchen)
Bm
 But I sing about bitches, yeah (But I sing about bitches)
G
 'Cause I really know killas ('Cause I really know killas)
Em
 And they are not like you at all

D
 And I could tell it, yeah, I could smell it
Bm
 I could see it in your eyes, boy, yeah
G                          Em
 That's why I got respect, 'cause I ain't a fuckin' liar, boy (Nah) Yeah, yeah, damn

Chorus:
D
 Call it rap, call it pop, boy, yeah (Call it rap, call it pop, boy)
Bm
 Call it what you want, boy, yeah (Call it what you want, boy)
G
 We call you a opp, boy, yeah (We call you a opp, boy)
Em
 You got a big gun? Who you shot, boy? (Huh?)
D
 Call it rap, call it pop, boy, yeah (Call it rap, call it pop, boy)
Bm
 Call it what you want, boy, yeah (Call it what you want, boy)
G
 We call you a opp, boy, yeah (We call you a opp, boy)
Em
 Damn, I'm a real life GothBoi (I'm a real life GothBoi)

Outro:
D
 You ain't on the block, boy.
Bm
 Yeah, you got a Glock, boy, yeah.
G
 You hot, boy?
Em
 That ain't smart, boy, get your ass locked, boy.
D           Bm
 And for what?
G               Em
 You're diggin' ya own grave.  You're diggin' ya own grave, yeah

D   Bm   G   Em
D