Lil Peep – Liar (Guitar)

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spotify:track:0lLaHrwW4am60pB79U0P8I Songwriters: Benjamin Friars-Funkhouser / Brenden Murray / Gustav Ahr Worked out for clintoncbarnes TIP: if you don't like the Bm: set Capo on 2, Transpose Button -2, and play C Am F Dm [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