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