Zombies: acordes por
Travis Scott
Travis Scott

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Tom: G# minor
Intro 1
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And the kids sing
Verse 1
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Oh
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Yeah, I like that, I like that
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Yeah, kids sing
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We will
Verse 2
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understand if
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they don't (louder)
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We don't want
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they bullshit no more (yeah, louder)
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We will understand if they
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We don't want they
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bullshit no more (yeah)
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Alright, alright You take too
Verse 3
many martinis
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she slip straight out bikini (straight up)
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She let me grand slam outside the
Denny's (straight up)
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How we gone get Oscar proud if they pay
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us pennies? (La Flame)
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I'ma need my dollars now,
stack it 'til they envy
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You feel me? (Skrr)
The kids they need that
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I get that feedback, sit back,
relax (that dope)
I'm on that relapse
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Yo' ass gone die if you blow my high
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I been over Coastin' just was beatin'
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in my Lotus (straight up)
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All that loud talk like your dope we never
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notice (La Flame)
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You ain't feelin' it, nigga,
'cause you sober (straight up)
I'm ballin' in the game with players,
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you behind the coaches
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Come take a trip on my
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lair by the Third Coast
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Come floatin'
La di, da, di, da, di,
all the kids shout at the party (and the kids sing)
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We
Verse 4
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will understand if they
don't (yeah, yeah)
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We don't want they bullshit no more (yeah, I like that,
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I like that, yeah, kids sing)
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We will under stand if they don't (yeah, louder,
yeah)
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We don't want they bullshit no more (yeah, louder,
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yeah)
Verse 5
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You know, when I was fourteen
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I wanted to do a lot of kick
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ass shit
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Yeah, uh
Verse 6
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Pornographic, so dramatic, cinematic
Diamond flashes, so Jurassic,
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dress so classic
Roll that cabbage, get put in casket,
you dope fanatic
You the baddest, I'm sarcastic,
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we both laughin'
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I'm the baddest, I'm out in traffic,
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four engine backin'
Stuffed in Suburban,
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twelve bitches straight out the beauty pa geant
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You know Reebok keep La feet hot,
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they be shipping package
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GL 600 or the Palace,
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that collab with Classics
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Tell me what you need,
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I got everything green
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Money, money, money trees,
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I buy everything
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That bitch need no wedding ring, she
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need a bean (uh)
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That boy walked in mall,
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that boy he need a beam (don't)
I done fucked her twice,
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you bought her Fendi things
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I done sipped the Act' now
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I'ma leany fiend (don't)
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I can do this by myself,
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don't need no team (no)
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I got all these kids and all
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these kids gon' sing
Verse 7
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We will understand if they
don't (yeah, yeah)
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We don't want they
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bullshit no more (yeah, uh)
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We will understand if they
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don't (yeah, yeah)
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We don't want they bullshit no more (yeah)
Outro 1
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