Tonalité : Bb minor
Verse 1
Bm
Am
A#dim
A#m
F#
F#m
I drink,
C#m
I smoke,
Bm
I get high, I pop, I blow, I feel right
G#m
C#m
Every day, wink, chase the same high
Bm
My bloody red eyes, my bloody red eyes
G#m
C#m
I drink, I smoke, I get high,
Bm
I pop, I blow, I feel right
C#m
Every day, we XO,
chase the same high
Bm
My blooded red eyes,
my blooded red eyes
C#m
Top of the mornin', I'm zonin',
chasin' the same high
F#
Bm
Splittin' swishers with my niggas,
rollin' all five
C#m
I do this all the time,
pop a E to snort a lime
Bm
Smoke my weed with
Hennessy and a lil' lime
E
C#m
I'm doin' fine,
don't even worry about me
Bm
I'm somewhere in the zone
where a nigga wanna be
C#m
Plus a couple homies with me
blowin' smoke like a chimney
Bm
I'm smokin' so much weed,
it got my conscience feelin' guilty
E
C#m
But still I'm chasin' hives,
not even tryin' to come down
D
Bm
I'm up at cloud nine,
somewhere high above the ground
C#m
I'm walkin' round on purple weed,
cokin' blue pills
Bm
Yeah, these drugs feelin' good,
though they say drugs kill
Em
Popped a pill on this shit
that I've been tryin' to fuck right
Dm
It had me energized,
a bunny goin' all nine
Em
With homies like I got,
I stay high all the time
Dm
I'm wakin' up, smokin', drinkin',
snortin' on the line
E
G#m
C#m
I drink, I smoke, I get high,
Bm
I pop, I blow, I feel right
G#m
C#m
Every day, wake up, chase the same high
Bm
My blooded red eyes, my blooded red eyes
G#m
E
C#m
I drink, I smoke, I get high,
Bm
I pop, I blow, I feel right
C#m
Every day, wake up, chase the same high
Bm
My blooded red eyes,
my blooded red eyes
G#m
C#m
Yeah, I'm poppin' pills,
tellin' Scottie to beat me up
F#
F#aug
Bm
I got a couple bitches on my
line who tryna fuck
C#m
These hoes like menages, back massages
Bm
All Peruvian flank,
they start their head bobbing
G#m
C#m
I mix the Henny with the Remy,
call this a beautiful day
Bm
Takin' me back to smokin' Chewy
with that Grand Mardi
G#m
E
C#m
A Cartier parties at the hotel,
niggas off values
F#
Bm
Smokin' on a cocktail
F#
with bitches all around you
E
C#m
I been gettin' high since 1988
Bm
I think my brain fried from
too much drug intake
C#m
Coke on the plate,
and I'm still smokin' on grapes
F#m
And today,
Bm
I'm back to drinkin' Grand Marnier
Em
Callin' up Jose,
for a bag of frosted flakes
D
Dm
He's nothin' like these niggas
who be shortin' the on the way
Em
He got cake,
he straight throwin' me shit on the side
Dm
Like pills, and weed
so a player can get high
G#m
C#m
I drink, I smoke, I get high
Bm
I talk, I play, I feel right
Every day,
E
C#m
Bm
you know that's that granddad
G#m
C#m
I drink, smoke, I get high,
Bm
I pop, I blow, I be a fly
C#m
And break that weight,
chase the same high
Bm
My blooded red eyes,
Em
Dm
Em
Dm
my blooded red eyes
E
C#m
I drink, I smoke, I get high
F#m
Bm
I pop, I blow, I feel right
E
C#m
Everyday, wake up,
chase the same high
Bm
My bloody red eyes, my bloody red eyes
I drink, I smoke, I get high
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AccordsBm Am A#dim A#m F#...
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