Donny darko: acordes por
Don Toliver
Don Toliver

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Tom: F# minor
Verse 1
F
Em
(I- I- I- ) Phew, phew
F
Em
F
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give a fuck 'bout what you think (woah,
I- I- I)
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Em
I be laughing to the bank
F
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Em
F
I don't like that ho, she stank (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Em
F
I be laughing to the bank (I- I- I- )
Em
Yeah, it's Donny
Verse 2
Darko, niggas
F
Em
stole your coco (I- I- I- )
F
Em
Better call the popo, oh yeah,
F
dodging popo (woah)
Em
Shorty got to get in a chokehold(huh?)
Try to get inside,
F
I don't know 'em (yeah)
Em
On a private jet, like,
"Woah- woah"
Cranberry red, it's rojo
F
Em
Hold up, let me call my bro- bro
Young nigga hangin' out
F
of the four- door (woah)
Too many bad bitches,
Em
it's trouble (a stack)
Verse 3
You need 'em a stunt, double
F
Em
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
give a fuck 'bout what you think
F
Yeah, yeah,
Em
yeah, I be laughing to the bank
F
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Em
I don't like that ho, she stank
F
Em
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to
the bank (huh? Brr)
B
C
Most of these niggas be
Verse 4
B
bozos (bozos)
Fucked your bitch in the cho-
cho (cho- cho)
Chanel on me,
Am
B
that's Coco (what?)
C
Most of my bitches sound
B
cuckoo (woah)
Mixed the green with the yellow,
C
B
that's azul (woah)
I was on the beam with a RP (woo)
I was so high like a typhoon
Am
B
C
B
Just gave fifty racks to my goon
C
B
(yeah, yeah)
I'm rich as a bitch, laugh to the bank like,
C
B
"Ha, ha, ha, ha" (hmm, rich as a bitch)
I'm on that GTA shit, on a RP, yeah,
Em
ten- ten- ten- ten
B
Like your bitch all on my whip,
Am
B
C
my Maybach got that extra tint- tint- tint- tint
B
Em
I'm so rich, they keep tryna judge me
B
Em
off of all my sin- sin, sin- sins
B
Every time she suck my- (ack)
I'm so respectful that I
C
grin- grin- grin- grin
B
C
Ha- ha- ha
B
Verse 5
Em
Come on, Uzi, let me get that tank, nigga,
C
Em
I'ma grab them keys (come on)
Call up my ese's out in Texas,
kill you for a couple P's
B
Em
You wanna talk cars in here, talk broads in here, man,
C
B
I got him beat
Em
B
I don't give a fuck 'bout what these niggas talkin' 'bout,
in the party
Em
B
I got 'em geeked (Geeked)
Verse 6
B
Ha, give a fuck 'bout what you think
F#
Em
C
Ha, I be laughing to the bank
F#
C
B
Ha, don't like that ho, she stank
F#
Em
C
Ha, I be laughing to the bank

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