Chords for $UICIDEBOY$ x POUYA - MUDDY BLUNTS
Tempo:
117.5 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Ebm
Bb
Gb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I'm not really [Ab] hot, man, I'm a bitch
[Eb] I'm not man, I'm a mother's son
I'm not really hot, man, I'm a mother's son
I'm not really hot, [Gb] man, I'm a bitch
[Ab] I'm
[Gbm] not man, [Eb]
I'm a mother's son
I'm not
[Bb]
[Gb] man, I'm a mother's son
[Eb] I'm not [C]
[Ab] [Ebm]
man, I'm a mother's son
Hey, I was lookin' for a gift, you [Gbm] flashin' for that
But that was on a [Ab] beat, so you fallin' right behind
[Eb] Pushed me into the pussy
Seein' that cow got a fuzzy ride
[Ebm] I'm high when I go up when the show's begun
Poppin' the gun and I won't come back on
Hold me, hold up, [Bb] hold me, blow me
Slowly, [Ebm] gotta go, can you do it?
Gripping tight, got my tongue [D] in my mouth
I love my cow, I'm a-bouncin' my [Ebm] flesh
Love a cow, [D] be with her
If I go back, I'll steal my dress
Hold me, surround me, [Bm] I'll be bumpin' the [Eb] flesh
Bitch, I ain't nothin' just as you make [B] her
Fuck you like back in the day did I do?
[D] I'm real, I'm real, I'm real, [Ab] [Db] I'm real
[Ab] I [Eb]
[Bbm]
[Ebm] just fucked your [Gb] bitch in some Nike flip-flops
Whipped the dope so hard until my fuckin' [Eb] wrists locked
I just got a bundle of that air all out the East
Break [Ebm] it down and cut it, now I got a quarter [Eb] deep
Smokin' in the zone, no, you can't hit this zone
[Dbm]
Cocaine [Eb] choppin' snow, I got that drip goin' down my throat
Always up to fight, [Eb] to keep my urgent satisfied
So let me clarify
[D] [Db]
[Ab] [Eb]
[Bb]
[C] [Db] Well it's a Southside suicide
Buffet boys, we worldwide
Global to the day I die
I [Ab] love to see my bitches cry
[Ebm] It gets me off, baby girl, you gettin' lost in the [Bb] sauce
I don't talk to nobody, I don't got no backs
You [Ebm] sayin' you gon' [Eb] shoot me, you don't got the [Ab] balls
All the guns to bust me in my [E] tempo
Why these rappers so sentimental?
Wake up in [Ebm] the morning like, what was I meant for?
[Ab] Why do these hoes be trappin'?
All of them hoes just [Bb] info
[Ab] Pick a fuck but don't give him my info, no
[Db] [Eb]
[C] [Ab] [Eb]
[Eb] I'm not man, I'm a mother's son
I'm not really hot, man, I'm a mother's son
I'm not really hot, [Gb] man, I'm a bitch
[Ab] I'm
[Gbm] not man, [Eb]
I'm a mother's son
I'm not
[Bb]
[Gb] man, I'm a mother's son
[Eb] I'm not [C]
[Ab] [Ebm]
man, I'm a mother's son
Hey, I was lookin' for a gift, you [Gbm] flashin' for that
But that was on a [Ab] beat, so you fallin' right behind
[Eb] Pushed me into the pussy
Seein' that cow got a fuzzy ride
[Ebm] I'm high when I go up when the show's begun
Poppin' the gun and I won't come back on
Hold me, hold up, [Bb] hold me, blow me
Slowly, [Ebm] gotta go, can you do it?
Gripping tight, got my tongue [D] in my mouth
I love my cow, I'm a-bouncin' my [Ebm] flesh
Love a cow, [D] be with her
If I go back, I'll steal my dress
Hold me, surround me, [Bm] I'll be bumpin' the [Eb] flesh
Bitch, I ain't nothin' just as you make [B] her
Fuck you like back in the day did I do?
[D] I'm real, I'm real, I'm real, [Ab] [Db] I'm real
[Ab] I [Eb]
[Bbm]
[Ebm] just fucked your [Gb] bitch in some Nike flip-flops
Whipped the dope so hard until my fuckin' [Eb] wrists locked
I just got a bundle of that air all out the East
Break [Ebm] it down and cut it, now I got a quarter [Eb] deep
Smokin' in the zone, no, you can't hit this zone
[Dbm]
Cocaine [Eb] choppin' snow, I got that drip goin' down my throat
Always up to fight, [Eb] to keep my urgent satisfied
So let me clarify
[D] [Db]
[Ab] [Eb]
[Bb]
[C] [Db] Well it's a Southside suicide
Buffet boys, we worldwide
Global to the day I die
I [Ab] love to see my bitches cry
[Ebm] It gets me off, baby girl, you gettin' lost in the [Bb] sauce
I don't talk to nobody, I don't got no backs
You [Ebm] sayin' you gon' [Eb] shoot me, you don't got the [Ab] balls
All the guns to bust me in my [E] tempo
Why these rappers so sentimental?
Wake up in [Ebm] the morning like, what was I meant for?
[Ab] Why do these hoes be trappin'?
All of them hoes just [Bb] info
[Ab] Pick a fuck but don't give him my info, no
[Db] [Eb]
[C] [Ab] [Eb]
Key:
Eb
Ab
Ebm
Bb
Gb
Eb
Ab
Ebm
I'm not really [Ab] hot, man, I'm a bitch _
_ [Eb] _ _ I'm not man, I'm a mother's son
I'm not really hot, man, I'm a mother's son
I'm not really hot, [Gb] man, I'm a bitch
[Ab] I'm _
_ [Gbm] not man, _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ I'm a mother's _ _ son
I'm not _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[Gb] man, I'm a mother's son
[Eb] I'm not _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _
man, I'm a mother's son
Hey, I was lookin' for a gift, you [Gbm] flashin' for that
But that was on a [Ab] beat, so you fallin' right behind
[Eb] Pushed me into the pussy
Seein' that cow got a fuzzy ride
[Ebm] I'm high when I go up when the show's begun
Poppin' the gun and I won't come back on
Hold me, hold up, [Bb] hold me, blow me
Slowly, [Ebm] gotta go, can you do it?
Gripping tight, got my tongue [D] in my mouth
I love my cow, I'm a-bouncin' my [Ebm] flesh
Love a cow, [D] be with her
If I go back, I'll steal my dress
Hold me, surround me, [Bm] I'll be bumpin' the [Eb] flesh
Bitch, I ain't nothin' just as you make [B] her
Fuck you like back in the day did I do?
[D] I'm real, I'm real, I'm real, _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Db] _ I'm real _
_ [Ab] I _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Ebm] just fucked your [Gb] bitch in some Nike flip-flops
Whipped the dope so hard until my fuckin' [Eb] wrists locked
I just got a bundle of that air all out the East
Break [Ebm] it down and cut it, now I got a quarter [Eb] deep _
Smokin' in the zone, no, you can't hit this zone
[Dbm]
Cocaine [Eb] choppin' snow, I got that drip goin' down my throat
Always up to fight, [Eb] to keep my urgent satisfied
So let me clarify _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [Db] Well it's a Southside suicide
Buffet boys, we worldwide
Global to the day I die
I [Ab] love to see my bitches cry
[Ebm] It gets me off, baby girl, you gettin' lost in the [Bb] sauce
I don't talk to nobody, I don't got no backs
You [Ebm] sayin' you gon' [Eb] shoot me, you don't got the [Ab] balls
All the guns to bust me in my [E] tempo
Why these rappers so sentimental?
Wake up in [Ebm] the morning like, what was I meant for?
[Ab] Why do these hoes be trappin'?
All of them hoes just [Bb] info
_ [Ab] Pick a fuck but don't give him my info, no
_ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ I'm not man, I'm a mother's son
I'm not really hot, man, I'm a mother's son
I'm not really hot, [Gb] man, I'm a bitch
[Ab] I'm _
_ [Gbm] not man, _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ I'm a mother's _ _ son
I'm not _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[Gb] man, I'm a mother's son
[Eb] I'm not _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _
man, I'm a mother's son
Hey, I was lookin' for a gift, you [Gbm] flashin' for that
But that was on a [Ab] beat, so you fallin' right behind
[Eb] Pushed me into the pussy
Seein' that cow got a fuzzy ride
[Ebm] I'm high when I go up when the show's begun
Poppin' the gun and I won't come back on
Hold me, hold up, [Bb] hold me, blow me
Slowly, [Ebm] gotta go, can you do it?
Gripping tight, got my tongue [D] in my mouth
I love my cow, I'm a-bouncin' my [Ebm] flesh
Love a cow, [D] be with her
If I go back, I'll steal my dress
Hold me, surround me, [Bm] I'll be bumpin' the [Eb] flesh
Bitch, I ain't nothin' just as you make [B] her
Fuck you like back in the day did I do?
[D] I'm real, I'm real, I'm real, _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Db] _ I'm real _
_ [Ab] I _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Ebm] just fucked your [Gb] bitch in some Nike flip-flops
Whipped the dope so hard until my fuckin' [Eb] wrists locked
I just got a bundle of that air all out the East
Break [Ebm] it down and cut it, now I got a quarter [Eb] deep _
Smokin' in the zone, no, you can't hit this zone
[Dbm]
Cocaine [Eb] choppin' snow, I got that drip goin' down my throat
Always up to fight, [Eb] to keep my urgent satisfied
So let me clarify _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [Db] Well it's a Southside suicide
Buffet boys, we worldwide
Global to the day I die
I [Ab] love to see my bitches cry
[Ebm] It gets me off, baby girl, you gettin' lost in the [Bb] sauce
I don't talk to nobody, I don't got no backs
You [Ebm] sayin' you gon' [Eb] shoot me, you don't got the [Ab] balls
All the guns to bust me in my [E] tempo
Why these rappers so sentimental?
Wake up in [Ebm] the morning like, what was I meant for?
[Ab] Why do these hoes be trappin'?
All of them hoes just [Bb] info
_ [Ab] Pick a fuck but don't give him my info, no
_ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _