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Martello
Martello

N/A3 vues
Tonalité : F minor
Verse 1
C#m
C#m
B
B
A
A
I'm sorry, but the person you called has a
C#m
C#m
voicemail box that has not been set up yet.
B
B
A
A
Goodbye.
B
B
A
A
C#m
C#m
Yeah, I was fucked up
Saw you wasn't there,
B
B
so it's fuck y 'all
A
A
500 cash, all blues, got it tucked up
Got me fucked up
Nigga, what's up?
Nigga, what's up?
B
B
C#m
C#m
Baby girl, hold tight
B
B
Ice on my body, it's a cold night
A
A
I done told my folks we'd be alright
B
B
Fuck her, then I put her in a song, right
C#m
C#m
In six months,
B
B
seen a whole lotta change on me
My old girl, I didn't fuckin'
know my main homie
A
A
I was lost,
but the guys had a plan for me
Fucked up, I ain't even have
B
B
C#m
C#m
a grand on me
Runnin' round in sprinters,
it feel like I joined a circus
B
B
Way too many people in
my circle make me nervous
A
A
Give it all to the wrong one, it was worthless
It was never me goin' broke,
B
B
buyin' purses
C#m
C#m
Hellcats,
SRTs, and a space coupe
B
B
I had to stay down and just break through
A
A
Get back, it's no love, cause I hate you
B
B
Get back, it's no love, cause I shake you
C#m
C#m
B
B
C#m
C#m
Why you run away? I told you, hold tight
B
B
Down, down, left me in the cold, right
A
A
Wife start tryna take my soul, right
B
B
Back then in the crib with no light
C#m
C#m
I was fucked up
B
B
Saw you wasn't there, so it's fuck y 'all
A
A
500 cash, y blues got it tucked up
Got me fucked up
Nigga, what's up?
B
B
Nigga, what's up?
C#m
C#m
Baby girl, hold tight
B
B
Ice on my body, it's a cold night
A
A
I done told my folks we be all right
Fuck her, then I put her in a song,
right
C#m
C#m
Backwood guts,
Miami nights and some palm trees
B
B
My new girl lookin' like
Kehlani
A
A
A million on my body, it's no more
Tommy
B
B
Blast off, had to wax off like
Miyagi
C#m
C#m
Green coupe with the brown seats,
beef and broccoli
B
B
She ain't really mad,
she just wanna go shopping
A
A
She gon' run away, track star like
McLachlan I don't show no blues on the gram,
they be watchin'
C#m
C#m
Rage on my body like all night
B
B
Supreme on my body with the off -white
A
A
My thugs on the leash, but they all bite
Niggas know I'm shootin'
B
B
for the stars, right?
C#m
C#m
I was fucked up
B
B
Saw you wasn't there, so it's fuck y 'all
A
A
500 cash off blues, got it tucked up
Got me fucked up
Nigga, what's up?
Nigga, what's up?
C#m
C#m
Baby girl, hold tight
B
B
Ice on my body, it's a cold night
A
A
I done told my folks we be alright
Fuck her, then I put her in the sun,
C#m
C#m
right?
B
B
So you was a d**k so it's f**ked up
Find all the cash off you,
A
A
it's got it tucked up
Got me f**ked up
Baby what's up?
B
B
Baby what's up?
C#m
C#m
Baby we're cold tight
B
B
Ice on my body, it's a cold night
A
A
I just want my boo to be alright
F**k it and I'll put her in a song
B
B
I'm to act my life
Outro 1
Baby
C#m
C#m
B
B
A
A
B
B
A
A

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