Chords for Tyler, The Creator - Blow

[Eb] If this was a game, I [A] already know that I would come out winner, and I'm not [Eb] bragging,
I'm a beater, [B] but this bitch really [Bbm] think that I'm about to buy [A] her dinner.
Might [B] stay good, I got a good cut like Splinter, [Abm] juicy and hot, such a black bitch temper.
[B] Now she wanna talk and chop her up like a blender, [A] but I don't give a fuck, and even
listen like [B] Schindler.
She's cute, but her forehead big, [Dbm] got stretch marks like she got four kids.
Her legs can't close like the four-door Hems [E] Bronco that OJ killed a white [Abm] horse with.
A wokey white girl without the [B] facelift, little witty, expensive dinners and a nice bracelet.
Leave the [Eb] bitch breathless, but what the [A] bitch gon' know is that I'm a motherfuckin' salamander [Abm] rapist.
Baby, [Db] you're a clean joke, how about we turn this into a [A] frugal, decent [Db] story?
You already know you're dead, ironic cause your apes dicks [Dbm] were a-pouring.
[Abm] I told you you would've trumped, trumped, cause all I really wanna do [B] is fuck you,
sort of, [Ebm] blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, [A] blah,
[Abm] blah.
If this was a game, I would be [Dbm] considered a [A] motherfuckin' legend, and I ain't tryna
[Dbm] gas you like Chevron, but I'm high, fuck bitch, you really need [A] to get on my level.
Now we're in the cabin, [Abm] in the middle of, uh, [A] tryna find ways to really stress you in my [Ebm] cabinet.
Dreamy little bastard, I done ran outta luck, [A] so now it's time for a bloody kiss, you little rabbit.
[Ab] You're very attractive, [E] and notice that my hat is always the color [A] of cactus, and I hang
with wolves, [B] cause I'm an evil bastard.
[Dbm] Just love you on my wall, no glue, no tape, but just cum, plastic.
Met you at my school, departed in my [A] house, ended at your panties, started at your blouse.
[Abm] Kissed you downstairs, I took a nap on the couch.
_ _ _ _ [Ebm]
If you wanted a date, don't come, now you gotta make it easy for you, don't run.
You call this shit kids, or I'll call these kids cum, and you call this shit rape, but
I think that rape's fun.
Wait, now it's about eight or something, it's late and you stuck down [Eb] in my base one.
Come downstairs with nothing but a [Ab] shoe string.
Yeah, [E] bitch, this shit's done.
[Abm] Hey, me a rape angel, how about we [A] turn this into a freakin' love scene?
Sword, [Dbm] you already know you're dead, [A] ironic cause your lipstick's red.
Of [Abm] course, I'll stealth you in a trunk, [Db] cause all I really wanna [Abm] do is fuck you, Lord.
Blood, I'll cut the [A] sword, even while you're in the ditch.
[Abm] Blood, yeah, me a rape [Db] angel, how about we turn this into a freakin' love scene?
Sword, if you already know you're dead, ironic cause your [A] lipstick's red.
Of [Dbm] course, I'll stealth you in a trunk, cause all I really wanna [Abm] do is fuck you, [Ebm] Lord.
Blood, I'll cut the sword, [A] _ even while you're in the ditch.
[B] Blood, I like my girls, I like [Dbm] my drugs. _ _ _
Blood, _ _ [A] so [Abm] pretty.
She layin' in my arms.
_ _ I [Ebm] just got one more crush. _ _ _ _ _ _ _