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SHORELINE MAFIA, OHGEESY, FENIX FLEXIN – HEAT STICK Piano Chords and Guitar Chords

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This single was released on 10 May 2024. The vocals are by Shoreline Mafia, Ohgeesy, Fenix Flexin, the music is produced by Producers Bruce24k , Diego Ave, and the lyrics are written by Writers OhGeesy , Fenix Flexin.
This song is originally in the key of C# Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 105 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.

 
Original Key: C# Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 105
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
 [INTRO]

  C#m  C#m  x2
 . 
 
 (Pull some of that bass out, Bruce)

 (D Diego)
 
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 [CHORUS] 
         C#m
 I got thirty bands on me and the bitch up in a headlock
     
 Deadstock kicks and the bitch gon' make the bed rock
  C#m
 Lead hot, nigga trip on me, I bet his head pop
 
 He looked up, all he seen was a red dot

  C#m
 Heat stick, hot stick, ridin' with a mop stick
         
 Ain't goin' back and forth, if it's on, we on our opps quick
   C#m 
 Freak bitch toxic, I fucked her, then I blocked it
    
 Nigga tryna run up on us wrong, we get to knockin'

 [VERSE] 
  C#m 
 You ain't choosin', then you losin', baby, get with me
   
 I keep money comin' in and I keep blicky
  C#m 
 Get to knockin' on them niggas like the mailman
   
 I failed math class, but ran it up, I got hella bands

  C#m
 Now you see me, now you don't, bitch, I'm John Cena
   
 But we ain't with that wrestlin', you know wе pop demons
  C#m 
 If we ain't talkin' 'bout some monеy, then I'm not speakin'
   
 Don't check me, check the bitch 'cause the thot creepin'

 C#m 
 We finna get up on they ass, nigga, not even
    
 Boogie down up on they block, now they block bleedin'
   C#m 
 I told her, "Swallow, don't you spit it," she got all semen
  
 Her ex nigga was a nerd, I'm a whole creature

 C#m
 Get a chopper, hold a broom, that's a street sweeper
  
 He ain't really in that water, he a knee deeper (Yeah, yeah)
  C#m
 Know lil' brodie tryna crash, he a tweak tweaker (Yeah, yeah)
 
 I need twenty bands cash (Yeah, yeah), ain't no free features

 [VERSE] 
   C#m 
 As I look at my wrist, it's about that time
            
 But if I look too long, then I might go blind
   C#m 
 I got ten bad bitches pullin' up at 
    
 Should we fuck at Fenix crib, or should we fuck at mine?

 C#m
 We gon' split 'em down that middle, I get five, you get five
   
 Then we switch 'em in a little, I get yours, you get mine
   C#m
 I done told you 'bout your bag, I got yours, you got mine
   
 Know we keep them straps, I got forty, you got nine

 C#m
 Ayy, light skin, dark skin, vanilla and chocolate
  
 Slim thick, thick slim, I got all the options
  C#m
 Your number one pick ain't even in my top ten
  
 Bitch in the valley, got a bitch off of Slauson

 C#m
 Hop out, walk in, get paid, clock in
   
 Open their mouth while I put my cock in
   C#m
 I ain't turnin' down shit, I'm on nonsense
   
 Grew up on Western, I was born on Bronson
 
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 [CHORUS] 
 C#m 
 I got thirty bands on me and the bitch up in a headlock
  
 Deadstock kicks and the bitch gon' make the bed rock
  C#m
 Lead hot, nigga trip on me, I bet his head pop
  
 He looked up, all he seen was a red dot

 C#m
 Heat stick, hot stick, ridin' with a mop stick
  
 Ain't goin' back and forth, if it's on, we on our opps quick
  C#m
 Freak bitch toxic, I fucked her, then I blocked it
  
 Nigga tryna run up on us wrong, we get to knockin'

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