Tonalité : F# minor•
Verse 1
D
F#m
Uh,
D
F#m
D
what?
F#m
D
What? What?
F#m
I'm a large pink cunt
D
Know what I'm sayin'?
F#m
D
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse 2
D
They wanna see a man do the god shit
Narcotics if you wanna get nauseous
Pink Guy dancin' like a clown
Keep laughin' lil cunt,
Bm
F#m
I got money on the down low
D
Y'all think this about my feelings?
F#m
D
They still think this about my feelings?
Like Big Bird or a Steve
from the Blues Clues
When the sun go down
Bm
D
she go down too
Ridin' around with a bump and a pound too
If you wanna leave a voice
mail hit the pound two
I got money out the orifice
I buy your girl Louie bag,
shit's glorious
I'm not a hero or a role model
I'ma spray your moms and your girl,
no nozzle
Drinkin' red wine out of gatorade bottles
If you can't keep up then pull
C
D
off to the bottom kid
They say I'm an elitist
Like I'm better than the bunch,
uh duh nice hunch cunts
When the sun go down I'm a fiend
C#
D
When the sun go down I'm a monster
When the sun go down
I'm sippin' lean
When the sun go down I hope
it never come up
Young boy with the trash talk
Run your little mouth,
find it sittin' on the asphalt
I know you tryna be me,
I don't have a doubt
I can't answer at the moment,
A
I got pussy in my mouth
D
A
My mouth, pussy in my face
D
De pending on the national
F#m
D
ity I get a different taste
A
D
Y'all really think I'm out
here having hard times
I got 17 jobs, this one's part time
Suck a dick and a ball sack
Poppin' more pills than the moms
in the cul-de-sac
Fuck Fuck Fuck her good on the
couch while your dad's gone
Poke holes in her face, jack'o lantern
She like how the leather feels
She really like that I rejected
several record deals
She said "why?"
I said "the money wasn't
good enough"
F#m
C#
She said "oh wow,
F#m
you really know your stuff"
D
Yeah I do bitch
I don't need a fucking marketing
team tryna blow my shit
I'm not a fuckin' vlog cunt
with a lot of chicks
Tryna buy an autobiography
about my dick
Whoops, fuck that
I work hard for my shit,
A
y'all boys are just fuckin' whack
D
I'm the only one who cares
about the process
F#m
D
I'm the only one who fuckin'
with the progress
I'm the only one who made
it with no middle man
F#m
(I don't care about
D
this song anymore)
F#m
How ya like that?
Verse 3
How, how ya like that?
D
F#m
I got money on my back,
D
I don't need your fuckin' cash
F#m
How ya like that? How, how ya like that?
D
F#m
I got money on my back,
I don't need your fuckin' cash
D
It's yo favorite pink cunt !
F#m
How ya like that? How, how ya like that?
D
I got money on my back,
F#m
D
I don't need your fuckin' cash
F#m
How ya like that? How, how ya like that?
D
F#m
I got money on my back,
D
I don't need your fuckin' cash
Outro 1
D
D
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AccordeurE A D G B E
AccordsD F#m Bm C C#...
D
F#m
Bm
C
C#
A
Capo: 2
Transposer: 0
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