This song is from the album New World Depression(2024), released on 24 May 2024. The vocals are by $Uicideboy$, the music is produced by Budd Dwyer, and the lyrics are written by Aristos Petrou , Scott Arceneaux Jr..
This song is originally in the key of F Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 70 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of F Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 70 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: F Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 70 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Fm Back in the house with a '94 Fm (You did good, $lick) Fm Grey Grey Five Nine Fm Grey Grey Five Nine [VERSE] Fm I I I feel like Princess Peach, rose gold on my Mercedes (Uh) Fm Rose gold on my bitch, lookin' like her name Mercedes (Yeah, yeah) Fm I need a ho who down, one who'll ask, "What up, ladies?" (What up?) Fm Switched out the friendly smile, with a face that reads, Fm "Fuck you, pay me" (Two to beam up, Scotty) Fm Ain't got rabies, I just overdose off coke and dope, Fm I know they hopе I died (Yeah, yeah) Fm My back is achin' from holdin' thе underground down ever Fm since we dropped "High Tide" (Yeah, sheesh) Fm Standin' in my grave like I ain't ' (Grey) Fm One more minute 'til the hours done, I'll take my time (Fuck off) Fm Fake my pride, it's really all about state of mind Fm Reality reflectin' the state of your nervous system Fm Listenin' in on your bitchin', it sounds like you belong in the kitchen Fm I ain't got time (Nah) Fm Sui suicide made a whole culture that's based on dyin' (Yeah) Fm Another cult member showed up early just so they could wait in line www.chordzone.org [VERSE] Fm Wetto in that TRX, higher than a upper deck Fm The way she suck my dick, I'm rubberneckin' at her rubber neck (Yeah) Fm Christians holler, "What the heck?" Fm I call me to cut my check Fm Overdosin' off the dope and still ain't feelin' nothin' yet Fm (Okay, okay, okay) (Two to beam up, Scotty) Fm Glock 19 with the red dot beam Fm Fuck rap, when I'm shootin', I'm at my best Fm Police come, take the AK out Fm Aim that motherfucker straight right at his chest (Brrt) Fm Talking 'bout killin' got my dick gettin' hard Fm Smoke got me paranoid, so I smoke some more Fm When they bury me put the scripts in my jacket Fm Hoes in my casket, think I need four? (Yeah, yeah) Fm Oh, oh, oh, walkin' this beat (North) Fm Face lookin' like ain't nothin' I ain't seen (North, North) Fm Dogs in my lungs every time that I breathe (North, North) Fm I'm a fiend for the war, I'ma breed they can't be (North, North) Fm Say what I mean, lie when I speak (North, North) Fm If an opp die before we can meet (North, North) Fm I'll catch him in hell and I'll send him to Heaven (North, North) Fm Not even his God can fuckin' protect him (North, North) Fm Got bitches that love me that I don't remember (North, North) Fm My gang members 'round me in every direction, it's su— (North, North) www.chordzone.org [OUTRO] Fm Grey Grey Five Nine
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