Tonart: C minor
Verse 1
Am
Dm
Am
Could somebody please
buy this girl a cheeseburger,
she's so fucking skinny,
I don't see what the big deal is anyways,
Dm
Em
like, okay she's a little bit hot,
Am
but like, her music is
Am
she's just fucking using snack,
like, she's got no fucking talent.
Em
Am
I follow her on Instagram,
and I like never, ever like her photos,
Dm
Em
Am
like ever, fuck her.
You see I'm talkin' but I
Em
ain't hearin' nothin'
Am
We ain't fuckin' with you anyway,
Em
so you could keep on frontin'
Em
but none of them are valid, so
Dm
If they talk about you,
Am
Em
they just mad cause they ain't have it, so
Am
Let it bring you down,
Em
just keep doin' what you do
Am
You gotta keep on makin' moves,
Em
don't listen to these other fools
Am
They just hate to see you win,
Em
they fuckin' love to see you lose
Dm
So when they see you payin'
Am
Em
they always actin' all confused
Am
If you ain't sayin' nothin' nice,
Em
better not say nothin' at all
Am
Better try doin' somethin'
with your life
Em
instead of actin' like a troll
C
Am
Just focus on yourself
Em
instead of runnin' off at the mall
Dm
You've heard a couple of my songs,
Am
Em
think you know what I'm about
Em
Am
They only hate you when you make a wave
Em
Try to break you down and
C
Am
walk away
Cause they don't know any
Em
Dm
thing else
Am
Em
Am
They're just so happy with these hands
F -f -f -f -fuck what they say,
Em
Am
we do this every day
And I -and I let them know
C
Am
that we ain't here to play
Cause they don't know any
Em
Dm
thing else
Am
Em
They're just so happy with
Fuck what they say,
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
Dm
Em
fuck what they say
Am
Woah, woah, bro, this ain't Snack
Em
Sounds like mainstream
Am
shit is wack, totally
He must be high on crack
Em
And where the fuck's the graph it's at?
Am
Maybe I should tell him that
Em
His teeth are crooked, plus he's fat
Dm
He must've sold his soul to rap
Em
Yo, listen, bitch, shut your trap
Am
See if you breath, that shit is lame
Em
I'm like driving drunk,
don't stick a lane
Am
Any style, any flow,
when they call my name
Em
I can murder any beat,
man, it's all the same
Am
Do your fuck the game,
I'ma stick my dick in this
Em
Spit the sickest shit, flicking cigarettes,
Em
You probably sick of this, bitches is,
cause my shit's ridiculous
Am
Leave no witnesses, listen, get this is
Em
Too advanced for you,
mind your businesses
Am
Need to find some new shit to do
Cause you talking shit
Em
while we really living this
Am
Ha ha ha, and we don't
Em
Dm
know anything else
Em
Am
We just been doin' it ourselves
Em
Am
They only hate you when you make a wave
Em
Try to break you down and
C
Am
walk away
Cause they don't know any
Em
Dm
thing else
Em
They're just so happy with
Am
themselves
Em
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck what they say,
Am
we do this every day
C
Gotta, gotta, gotta let them know
Am
that we ain't here to play
Cause they don't know any
Em
Dm
thing else
Am
They're just so happy
Em
Am
with their sense
Fuck with DC, fuck with DC
Em
Am
Em
Am
Fuck with DC, fuck with DC
Em
Fuck with DC, fuck with DC
Dm
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
Fuck with DC, fuck with DC
Em
Dm
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
C
Am
Em
Dm
Em
Thank you for watching!
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