Chords for PINK GUY - PINK LIFE
Tempo:
105.05 bpm
Chords used:
D
C#
G
B
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#]
I'm a large painter, cunt.
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You wanna see a man do the guy's shit.
Narcotics if you wanna get down shit.
Funny guy dancing like a clown.
He laughing, little clown.
I got money on the down low.
Y'all think this about my feelers?
They still think this about my feelers?
Like Big Bird or Steve from the Blue Blues.
When [B] the sun go down, she go down too.
[D] Riding around with a bump and a pound [G] too.
If you wanna leave a voicemail, hit the pound [D] too.
I got money at the orifice.
[Em] I buy a girl a Louis bag, [E] shit is glorious.
I'm not a urinal [C#] or a role model.
I'm a [G] sprayer, moms, and your girl no nozzle.
[D] Drinking red wine out of Gatorade bottles.
If you can't [A] keep up, pickle off to [G] the bottom, kid.
[D] They say I'm an elitist, [C#] like I'm better than the bunch.
Uh, duh, nice hunch, [D] cunt.
When the sun go down, [C#] I'm a fiend.
When the sun go down, I'm [D] a monster.
When the sun go down, I'm sick and lean.
When the sun go down, I hope it never come up.
Young boy with the [C#] trash talk.
Runny little mouth, finally sitting on the asphalt.
I know you trying to beat me, I don't have a doubt.
I can't answer at the moment, I got pussy in my mouth.
My mouth, pussy in my face.
Depending on the nationality, I get a [F#m] different taste.
Y'all really think I'm out here having a hard time?
[C#] I got 17 jobs, this one's part time.
Suck a dick in a ball sack.
Popping more pills than the moms in a cult sack.
Fuck her good on the couch while your dad's gone.
[B] Poke holes in her face, jack-o-lantern.
She like how the leather feel.
She really like [G] that I rejected seven record [D] deals.
She say, why?
I say the money wasn't good enough.
She [G] said, wow, wow, you really know your stuff.
[D] Yeah, I do, bitch.
[A] I don't need a fucking marketing team trying to blow my shit.
[D] I'm on a fucking vlog hunt with a lot of chicks
trying to buy an autobiography about my dick.
Whoop, fuck that.
I work hard for my shit.
Y'all boys are just fucking whack.
I'm the only [F#m] one who cares about the process.
[B] I'm the only one [D] who's fucking with the progress.
I'm the only one who made it with no [C#] middleman.
I don't care about this song anymore.
I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
[D] I got, I [C#] got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
It's your favorite pink cunt.
I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
[D] I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
Cash, cash, yo, yo, shout outs, shout outs to Steve from Go Find Those Clues.
I'm a large painter, cunt.
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You wanna see a man do the guy's shit.
Narcotics if you wanna get down shit.
Funny guy dancing like a clown.
He laughing, little clown.
I got money on the down low.
Y'all think this about my feelers?
They still think this about my feelers?
Like Big Bird or Steve from the Blue Blues.
When [B] the sun go down, she go down too.
[D] Riding around with a bump and a pound [G] too.
If you wanna leave a voicemail, hit the pound [D] too.
I got money at the orifice.
[Em] I buy a girl a Louis bag, [E] shit is glorious.
I'm not a urinal [C#] or a role model.
I'm a [G] sprayer, moms, and your girl no nozzle.
[D] Drinking red wine out of Gatorade bottles.
If you can't [A] keep up, pickle off to [G] the bottom, kid.
[D] They say I'm an elitist, [C#] like I'm better than the bunch.
Uh, duh, nice hunch, [D] cunt.
When the sun go down, [C#] I'm a fiend.
When the sun go down, I'm [D] a monster.
When the sun go down, I'm sick and lean.
When the sun go down, I hope it never come up.
Young boy with the [C#] trash talk.
Runny little mouth, finally sitting on the asphalt.
I know you trying to beat me, I don't have a doubt.
I can't answer at the moment, I got pussy in my mouth.
My mouth, pussy in my face.
Depending on the nationality, I get a [F#m] different taste.
Y'all really think I'm out here having a hard time?
[C#] I got 17 jobs, this one's part time.
Suck a dick in a ball sack.
Popping more pills than the moms in a cult sack.
Fuck her good on the couch while your dad's gone.
[B] Poke holes in her face, jack-o-lantern.
She like how the leather feel.
She really like [G] that I rejected seven record [D] deals.
She say, why?
I say the money wasn't good enough.
She [G] said, wow, wow, you really know your stuff.
[D] Yeah, I do, bitch.
[A] I don't need a fucking marketing team trying to blow my shit.
[D] I'm on a fucking vlog hunt with a lot of chicks
trying to buy an autobiography about my dick.
Whoop, fuck that.
I work hard for my shit.
Y'all boys are just fucking whack.
I'm the only [F#m] one who cares about the process.
[B] I'm the only one [D] who's fucking with the progress.
I'm the only one who made it with no [C#] middleman.
I don't care about this song anymore.
I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
[D] I got, I [C#] got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
It's your favorite pink cunt.
I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
[D] I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
Cash, cash, yo, yo, shout outs, shout outs to Steve from Go Find Those Clues.
Key:
D
C#
G
B
A
D
C#
G
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I'm a large painter, cunt.
_ You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You wanna see a man do the guy's shit.
Narcotics if you wanna get down shit.
Funny guy dancing like a clown.
He laughing, little clown.
I got money on the down low.
Y'all think this about my feelers?
They still think this about my feelers?
Like Big Bird or Steve from the Blue Blues.
When [B] the sun go down, she go down too.
[D] Riding around with a bump and a pound [G] too.
If you wanna leave a voicemail, hit the pound [D] too.
I got money at the orifice.
[Em] I buy a girl a Louis bag, [E] shit is glorious.
I'm not a urinal [C#] or a role model.
I'm a [G] sprayer, moms, and your girl no nozzle.
[D] Drinking red wine out of Gatorade bottles.
If you can't [A] keep up, pickle off to [G] the bottom, kid.
[D] They say I'm an elitist, [C#] like I'm better than the bunch.
Uh, duh, nice hunch, [D] cunt.
When the sun go down, [C#] I'm a fiend.
When the sun go down, I'm [D] a monster.
When the sun go down, I'm sick and lean.
When the sun go down, I hope it never come up.
Young boy with the [C#] trash talk.
Runny little mouth, finally sitting on the asphalt.
I know you trying to beat me, I don't have a doubt.
I can't answer at the moment, I got pussy in my mouth.
My mouth, pussy in my face.
Depending on the nationality, I get a [F#m] different taste.
Y'all really think I'm out here having a hard time?
[C#] I got 17 jobs, this one's part time.
Suck a dick in a ball sack.
Popping more pills than the moms in a cult sack.
Fuck her good on the couch while your dad's gone.
[B] Poke holes in her face, jack-o-lantern.
She like how the leather feel.
She really like [G] that I rejected seven record [D] deals.
She say, why?
I say the money wasn't good enough.
She [G] said, wow, wow, you really know your stuff.
[D] Yeah, I do, bitch.
[A] I don't need a fucking marketing team trying to blow my shit.
[D] I'm on a fucking vlog hunt with a lot of chicks
trying to buy an autobiography about my dick.
Whoop, fuck that.
I work hard for my shit.
Y'all boys are just fucking whack.
I'm the only [F#m] one who cares about the process.
[B] I'm the only one [D] who's fucking with the progress.
I'm the only one who made it with no [C#] middleman.
I don't care about this song anymore.
I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
[D] I got, I [C#] got, I got, I got, I got, I got, _ money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
_ It's your favorite pink cunt.
I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
[D] I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
Cash, cash, yo, yo, shout outs, shout outs to Steve from _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Go Find Those Clues. _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I'm a large painter, cunt.
_ You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You wanna see a man do the guy's shit.
Narcotics if you wanna get down shit.
Funny guy dancing like a clown.
He laughing, little clown.
I got money on the down low.
Y'all think this about my feelers?
They still think this about my feelers?
Like Big Bird or Steve from the Blue Blues.
When [B] the sun go down, she go down too.
[D] Riding around with a bump and a pound [G] too.
If you wanna leave a voicemail, hit the pound [D] too.
I got money at the orifice.
[Em] I buy a girl a Louis bag, [E] shit is glorious.
I'm not a urinal [C#] or a role model.
I'm a [G] sprayer, moms, and your girl no nozzle.
[D] Drinking red wine out of Gatorade bottles.
If you can't [A] keep up, pickle off to [G] the bottom, kid.
[D] They say I'm an elitist, [C#] like I'm better than the bunch.
Uh, duh, nice hunch, [D] cunt.
When the sun go down, [C#] I'm a fiend.
When the sun go down, I'm [D] a monster.
When the sun go down, I'm sick and lean.
When the sun go down, I hope it never come up.
Young boy with the [C#] trash talk.
Runny little mouth, finally sitting on the asphalt.
I know you trying to beat me, I don't have a doubt.
I can't answer at the moment, I got pussy in my mouth.
My mouth, pussy in my face.
Depending on the nationality, I get a [F#m] different taste.
Y'all really think I'm out here having a hard time?
[C#] I got 17 jobs, this one's part time.
Suck a dick in a ball sack.
Popping more pills than the moms in a cult sack.
Fuck her good on the couch while your dad's gone.
[B] Poke holes in her face, jack-o-lantern.
She like how the leather feel.
She really like [G] that I rejected seven record [D] deals.
She say, why?
I say the money wasn't good enough.
She [G] said, wow, wow, you really know your stuff.
[D] Yeah, I do, bitch.
[A] I don't need a fucking marketing team trying to blow my shit.
[D] I'm on a fucking vlog hunt with a lot of chicks
trying to buy an autobiography about my dick.
Whoop, fuck that.
I work hard for my shit.
Y'all boys are just fucking whack.
I'm the only [F#m] one who cares about the process.
[B] I'm the only one [D] who's fucking with the progress.
I'm the only one who made it with no [C#] middleman.
I don't care about this song anymore.
I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
[D] I got, I [C#] got, I got, I got, I got, I got, _ money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
_ It's your favorite pink cunt.
I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
[D] I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, I got, money.
I'm a back, I got, E-jo, I got, cash.
Cash, cash, yo, yo, shout outs, shout outs to Steve from _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Go Find Those Clues. _