Chords for Doechii - "PMS"

_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [G] Uh, we've been through this traffic from a [F#m] heavy session
The way to pass aggression's left a wrong [Em] impression
They ask me if I'm good, I say I'm [F#m] PMSing
So try to preach me lessons at your own [G] discretion
They pitch a safe space for me to make [F#m] confessions
But soon as I confess it, they start second [Em] guessing
The labels treat my talent like a secret [F#m] weapon
And I'm a force to reckon
Just gotta accept [E] it, I gotta accept it
I gotta protect it, even when I leave my body
I gotta possess it, I'm over possessive
I'm over suggestion, now I'm walking in the rooms
And I'm overly pressing, balance my aggression
With a glass [F#m] of perfection, clearing out this section
Sneaking out the [E] western, bitches still undressing
And as soon as we step in, they ask me if I'm good
I say I'm [G] PMSing
Let it ride
[F#m] I _ _ say I'm [Em] PMSing _ _
_ _ [F#m] They ask me if I'm good, I say I'm [G] PMSing
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
I say I'm [Em] PMSing _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [E] What if I go B-Smo to eat the family?
What if I go Kanye and crash the Bentley?
Who gon' be for Kourtney, Sidney, Lisa, Tammy?
Who gon' try to stop me if I pop this Annie?
And I just might, just to prove that I'm human
I be getting niggas hot just to prove that I'm human
I mean I'm spitting state to state just to prove that I'm fluid
Cause the first to do it is the closest to [G] losing
Or the furthest to choosing
The child of [F#m] destiny, the secret recipe Exists [Em] allegedly
May the legends rest in peace and fear my alchemy
[F#m] May the children take a leap and get as high as [G] me _ _
_ _ [F#m] May the children take a leap and get as high as [Em] me
_ _ _ _ [F#m] May the legends rest in peace and fear my
[E] I gotta accept it, I gotta protect [B] it
Even when I leave my [E] body I gotta possess it
I'm over possessive, I'm over suggestion
Now I'm walking in the rooms and I'm overly present
Balance my aggression with a glass of [Bm] perfection
Clearing out the [E] section, sneaking out the wets in
Bitches still undressing and as soon as we step [B] in
They ask me if I'm good, I say I'm [G] PMSing _
I _ [F#m] _ _ _ say I'm [Em] PMSing
_ _ _ _ [F#m] They ask me if I'm good, I say I'm [G] PMSing _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ I say I'm [Em] PMSing _ _
_ _ [F#m] They ask me if I'm good, I say I'm
Address me as your majesty, disrespect you casually
No one to come after me if I keep speaking recklessly
You could call it rhapsody, claim it as a tragedy
I'm in my reality and no other bitch higher me
I gradually introduce these niggas to the half of me
More than my mentality, it's more like my anatomy
The talent doesn't put you center stage, it's the [B] audacity
Careful don't come after me, [E] close the show [G] dramatically
And now the labels treat my talent like a secret [F#m] weapon
And I'm a force to reckon, just gotta [Em] accept it
I gotta accept it, I gotta [F#m] protect it
Even when I leave my body I gotta possess [G] it
I'm over possessive, I'm over [F#m] suggestion
Now I'm walking in the rooms and I'm overly [Em] present
Balance my aggression with a glass of perfection
[F#m] They asking if I'm good, I say I'm [E] PMSing
I _ _ _ _ _ say I'm PMSing
_ _ _ _ [B] They asking if I'm [E] good, I say I'm PMSing _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I say I'm PMSing _ _
_ _ Don't ask me if I'm good, I think I'm [G] PMSing
Yes sir, _ [F#m] _ keep all that
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _