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