Chords for Auxxk - DIE (PROD. DEADEMANE)

Tempo:
69.9 bpm
Chords used:

G

Gm

C

Eb

A

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Auxxk - DIE (PROD. DEADEMANE) chords
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[Gm]
[G] [Gm] Got niggas on notice, [G] they smell what I'm smoking
[Eb] It's lethal, [G] it's lethal, it's lethal These verses deplete you, your soul is so
see-through No sausage, just hatred, the [Gm] matrix, I stay
in this, okay, they vibrate it, no fake it I break it, then they're all reflexes, so
get it Regression, I'm fed, depression, no lid
Sensational, late, recession, so crazy, it's crazy
Got lint in my pocket, and weed [G] in my chase Fuck [C] it, we bussin' at Jake's, fuck it, we
bussin' at Fakes [G] Fuck it, we smokin' they face, we smoke when
I get in my rage On the bridge and take a picture, flip the
scrunchie, fuck this bitch, she got your vision Take a shot behind [C] the wall, run a half behind
your nose I'm a pop a Adderall, never was I mad enough
Fuck it, I was mad enough, fuck it, never met a dog
Feel it like I'm at a door
Fuck it with the colorblind, make the shooters call upon
Nigga rockin' no mind, awful blood on the shot
Losing family over lives, bitch, these niggas tryna die
Living, dead, you with my nine, every nigga's a suicide
Graduated from the tour, stomping in my car, I'm tough
Cause you know I got the flow, running on the high school
Got me feeling rad cool, niggas watching Roku
Nigga stupid [C] coco, tryna touch me, oh dude
Niggas hitting old rules, wild punks, more rules
Pussy nigga no use, pussy nigga see through
Goofy nigga, fuck you Fuck you
Lately been carrying this out, Russian roulette, the revolver
Niggas been running like faster, my premises looking like fast
Lately been carrying this out
[Gm] I [G] can't fucking, fucking die, I can't die
[Gm] [G] Fucking die, fucking die
[C] Niggas with that stuff and shit
Piss off lies and counterfeit
Skim ass, how they count this shit
I love where you quit
And you think it adequate
They don't save you from me, bitch
Bitches looking up to me
Niggas lying, bragging
I really can't forget you
But all of my parents thought I never really cared
You my penis boy, I make you my first victim boy
No matter who the figure you is
Ain't no dancing game you shit
I said glory came my head
You know they wanna see you dead
Get this money stacked in greed
All them snakes gonna leave dead
No concern for what they say
You know they wanna see you dead
Get this money stacked in greed
All them snakes gonna leave dead
[Eb] No concern for [Gm] what they say
You know they wanna see you dead
Get this money [G] stacked in greed
All [A] them snakes gonna leave dead
[N]
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2131
Gm
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C
3211
Eb
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A
1231
G
2131
Gm
123111113
C
3211
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_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [Gm] Got niggas on notice, [G] they smell what I'm smoking
[Eb] It's lethal, [G] it's lethal, it's lethal These verses deplete you, your soul is so
see-through No sausage, just hatred, the [Gm] matrix, I stay
in this, okay, they vibrate it, no fake it I break it, then they're all reflexes, so
get it Regression, I'm fed, depression, no lid
Sensational, late, recession, so crazy, it's crazy
Got lint in my pocket, and weed [G] in my chase Fuck [C] it, we bussin' at Jake's, fuck it, we
bussin' at Fakes [G] Fuck it, we smokin' they face, we smoke when
I get in my rage On the bridge and take a picture, flip the
scrunchie, fuck this bitch, she got your vision Take a shot behind [C] the wall, run a half behind
your nose I'm a pop a Adderall, never was I mad enough
Fuck it, I was mad enough, fuck it, never met a dog
Feel it like I'm at a door
Fuck it with the colorblind, make the shooters call upon
Nigga rockin' no mind, awful blood on the shot
Losing family over lives, bitch, these niggas tryna die
Living, dead, you with my nine, every nigga's a suicide
Graduated from the tour, stomping in my car, I'm tough
Cause you know I got the flow, running on the high school
Got me feeling rad cool, niggas watching Roku
Nigga stupid [C] coco, tryna touch me, oh dude
Niggas hitting old rules, wild punks, more rules
Pussy nigga no use, pussy nigga see through
Goofy nigga, fuck you Fuck you
Lately been carrying this out, Russian roulette, the revolver
Niggas been running like faster, my premises looking like fast
Lately been carrying this out
[Gm] I [G] can't fucking, fucking die, _ _ I can't die
[Gm] _ _ _ [G] Fucking die, _ fucking die
_ _ [C] _ _ Niggas with that stuff and shit
Piss off lies and counterfeit
Skim ass, how they count this shit
I love where you quit
And you think it adequate
They don't save you from me, bitch
Bitches looking up to me
Niggas lying, bragging
I really can't forget you
But all of my parents thought I never really cared
You my penis boy, I make you my first victim boy
No matter who the figure you is
Ain't no dancing game you shit
I said glory came my head
You know they wanna see you dead
Get this money stacked in greed
All them snakes gonna leave dead
No concern for what they say
You know they wanna see you dead
Get this money stacked in greed
All them snakes gonna leave dead
[Eb] No concern for [Gm] what they say
You know they wanna see you dead
Get this money [G] stacked in greed
All [A] them snakes gonna leave dead
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _