Tom: C# minor
Intro 1
Ebm
Dbm
Ebm
Verse 1
E
Dbm
Yaw
Woah
Verse 2
Yeah
Ebm
Hurry it up, roll it up
Hurry it up, roll it up
Bb
Hurry it up, roll it up
Dbm
Bb
Dbm
Fatter, fatter
Ebm
Hurry it up, roll it up
Hurry it up, roll it up
Bb
Hurry it up, roll it up
Trap ye da god bitch think i'm Pablo
Gb
Ebm
Trap ye da god bitch
Bb
Dbm
I smoked Gelato
Ebm
Trap ye da god in my life I rock and roll
Dbm
Ebm
Dbm
Ebm
Trap ye da god bitch i'm fresh
Dbm
Ebm
out up the stool (Hu)
Verse 3
Ebm
For another backwoods
imported them portage
C#m
A
C#m
D#m
Choose a, weed in the back room
Dbm
Ebm
imported ported means like
8 different weeds together
just smoke one black
C#m
A
And I, smoke in the day when so niggas
Perkys that live with the weed
C#m
Cookies, perkys and lean (Woa)
You niggas don't know what I see
C#m
D#m
This weed be saving me (hu)
Momma go pray for me
Dbm
A
I want sherbert preferable,
Dbm
you though that you was really checking me
Ebm
Hey, fuck how you feeling, aye
Dbm
Stack it high, hoe nailed it
A
Dbm
Huracan, I willed it
Ebm
Dbm
Ebm
Top beat I killed it
My youngins they blazing
they music
Dbm
Didn't like, they didn't like feeling
A
Dbm
My youngins they see that shit,
Ebm
can't see this shit
Them young niggas stealing
Verse 4
Ebm
Hurry it up, roll it up
Hurry it up, roll it up
Bb
Hurry it up, roll it up
Hurry it up, roll it up
Hurry it up, roll it up
Bb
Hurry it up, roll it up
Trap ye da god bitch think i'm Pablo
Trap ye da god bitch
Bb
Dbm
I smoked Gelato
Ebm
Trap ye da god in my life I rock and roll
Trap ye da god bitch i'm fresh out
Dbm
Ebm
up the stool (Hu)
Verse 5
I'm smoking I'm starting
to see shit
Dbm
A
She want me to cut her a piece shit
Dbm
A
She telling the chick you gonna eat bitch
Dbm
Ebm
I roll it, I roll it, I roll it
You gotta make sure they smoking
Dbm
A
This wcc be smoking
Dbm
Ebm
This Metro Bloom is important
My young nigga shoot in the open
I fuck on your bitch while I'm smoking
Dbm
A
They roll up an L on i'm joking
Ebm
That shit can not drive i broke it
A
Dbm
Ebm
I roll up tryn' focus
I'm thinking of buying some more shit
Dbm
A
I'm telling the morgue some more shit
Ebm
Don't come around me with
that broke shit
Black thirty- five its 3 pm
Dbm
A
I'm so motherfucking high
Db#
A
i'm weak at the limbs
Dbm
Ebm
Man I'm moving last
night just look at the fifth
Gb
Dbm
A
I roll it up on sight I smoked
Dbm
Ebm
up the fifth
Verse 6
Ebm
Hurry it up, roll it up
Hurry it up, roll it up
Bb
Bbm
Hurry it up, roll it up
Ebm
Bb
Ebm
Dbm
Fatter, fatter
Ebm
Hurry it up, roll it up
Bb
Ebm
Hurry it up, roll it up
Bb
Hurry it up, roll it up
Ebm
Bb
Ebm
Lighter, lighter
Trap ye da god bitch think i'm Pablo
Gb
Ebm
Trap ye da god bitch
Bb
Dbm
I smoked Gelato
Ebm
Trap ye da god in my life I rock and roll
Outro 1
Trap ye da god bitch i'm fresh out up the stool
Abm
Ebm
Dbm
Db#
A
Dbm
Ebm
Dbm
B
O que você achou da música?
AfinadorE A D G B E
AcordesEbm Dbm E Bb Gb...
Mais músicas de Southside
Descubra acordes para tocar mais músicas
Músicas relacionadas
Descubra acordes para tocar mais músicas
4.8
Acordes populares ao redor do mundo
Acordes e tablaturas mais tocados pelos usuários
Adicionado recentemente
Acordes e tablaturas adicionados recentemente