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