Chords for Vic Mensa - Suitcase (feat. Chance The Rapper)
Tempo:
114.375 bpm
Chords used:
F
Eb
Fm
Bb
Db
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
In my suitcase, I'm on a plane, [Eb] [Gb] I'm flying [Fm] free.
[F]
It's not a suitcase, it's more of a briefcase.
[Bb] I be on Venice, [Db] and my new place isn't a duplex, [F] it's more of an Eastgate.
I be gone trippin'.
Kiss the kids and kick the dogs, fix the dinner, [Bbm] fix the faucet, wash the dish and wish for
rain and when it pours, make sure [C] in the midst of all, you don't forget to call me to [E] come back.
Pardon me on that, [Ab] I was too [C] young.
He was young too, [F] but I was too young.
What you want me to say?
[Bb] I'm a Debbie dad, all the sex we had was my fault?
The checks, he [F] had one enough to get by?
It's my fault?
[Eb] I bought a new suitcase, I be gone trippin'.
[Db] Only briefs, [F] probably wrong decision.
But I can do it later if he got [Bb] game.
Oh now he's [Fm] trippin', got his own case, he deafin'.
[F] Run like your pops Junior.
Out of state feels great, but it's good to be [Bbm] home.
Lookin' at the crib through the window.
Sometimes [F] the littlest things in life don't seem so big to your grown.
Take it for granted.
[Gb] Cement footsteps, smoke rings rotate with the planets.
And the planets spin it off with a market crash.
Oh shit, red alert, [F] panic.
Somehow the fuel in the left wing leaked [Fm] and we all went down.
My seatbelt be tight enough to keep [F] me wired up.
Well the plane sprout off and the clouds was lost in the dust.
But they scooped me up in the cup and dumped me off in [Bbm] the pile.
Throw me in the wind over [F] the mountain, but I owe my accountant.
What if they only found my suitcase?
Would I [Fm] be on lose week?
What if I was newlywed with a [F] newborn of two weeks?
My flight to the UK crashed in the [Bb] Yukon.
And I woke up on a distant beach with a beach [F] in my mouth, sand in my hair, and no [C] shoes on.
Where am I?
Hit the road, Jack.
[Eb] Don't you come back [Fm] no more, no more, no [F] more.
Hit the road, Jack.
[Bb] Please come back one more, [Dm] one more, one more.
[Db] Every other day I just rip another suitcase.
[F]
[Eb] Flying high from the brightest sky inside [Fm] my suitcase.
Been [F] gone for two days.
[Eb] Grab my memories in the bag [Db] inside my suitcase.
[F] Take it to the UK, somewhere on the cloud.
Flying high in [Eb] the dreams.
[F]
It's not a suitcase, it's more of a briefcase.
[Bb] I be on Venice, [Db] and my new place isn't a duplex, [F] it's more of an Eastgate.
I be gone trippin'.
Kiss the kids and kick the dogs, fix the dinner, [Bbm] fix the faucet, wash the dish and wish for
rain and when it pours, make sure [C] in the midst of all, you don't forget to call me to [E] come back.
Pardon me on that, [Ab] I was too [C] young.
He was young too, [F] but I was too young.
What you want me to say?
[Bb] I'm a Debbie dad, all the sex we had was my fault?
The checks, he [F] had one enough to get by?
It's my fault?
[Eb] I bought a new suitcase, I be gone trippin'.
[Db] Only briefs, [F] probably wrong decision.
But I can do it later if he got [Bb] game.
Oh now he's [Fm] trippin', got his own case, he deafin'.
[F] Run like your pops Junior.
Out of state feels great, but it's good to be [Bbm] home.
Lookin' at the crib through the window.
Sometimes [F] the littlest things in life don't seem so big to your grown.
Take it for granted.
[Gb] Cement footsteps, smoke rings rotate with the planets.
And the planets spin it off with a market crash.
Oh shit, red alert, [F] panic.
Somehow the fuel in the left wing leaked [Fm] and we all went down.
My seatbelt be tight enough to keep [F] me wired up.
Well the plane sprout off and the clouds was lost in the dust.
But they scooped me up in the cup and dumped me off in [Bbm] the pile.
Throw me in the wind over [F] the mountain, but I owe my accountant.
What if they only found my suitcase?
Would I [Fm] be on lose week?
What if I was newlywed with a [F] newborn of two weeks?
My flight to the UK crashed in the [Bb] Yukon.
And I woke up on a distant beach with a beach [F] in my mouth, sand in my hair, and no [C] shoes on.
Where am I?
Hit the road, Jack.
[Eb] Don't you come back [Fm] no more, no more, no [F] more.
Hit the road, Jack.
[Bb] Please come back one more, [Dm] one more, one more.
[Db] Every other day I just rip another suitcase.
[F]
[Eb] Flying high from the brightest sky inside [Fm] my suitcase.
Been [F] gone for two days.
[Eb] Grab my memories in the bag [Db] inside my suitcase.
[F] Take it to the UK, somewhere on the cloud.
Flying high in [Eb] the dreams.
Key:
F
Eb
Fm
Bb
Db
F
Eb
Fm
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
In my suitcase, I'm on a plane, [Eb] _ _ _ [Gb] I'm flying [Fm] free.
_ [F] _
_ It's not a suitcase, it's more of a briefcase.
[Bb] I be on Venice, [Db] and my new place isn't a duplex, [F] it's more of an Eastgate.
I be gone trippin'.
Kiss the kids and kick the dogs, fix the dinner, [Bbm] fix the faucet, wash the dish and wish for
rain and when it pours, make sure [C] in the midst of all, you don't forget to call me to [E] come back.
Pardon me on that, [Ab] I was too [C] young.
He was young too, [F] but I was too young.
What you want me to say?
[Bb] I'm a Debbie dad, all the sex we had was my fault?
The checks, he [F] had one enough to get by?
It's my fault?
[Eb] I bought a new suitcase, I be gone trippin'.
[Db] Only briefs, _ [F] probably wrong decision.
But I can do it later if he got [Bb] game.
Oh now he's [Fm] trippin', got his own case, he deafin'.
[F] Run like your pops Junior.
Out of state feels great, but it's good to be [Bbm] home.
Lookin' at the crib through the window.
Sometimes [F] the littlest things in life don't seem so big to your grown.
Take it for granted.
[Gb] Cement footsteps, smoke rings rotate with the planets.
And the planets spin it off with a market crash.
Oh shit, red alert, [F] panic.
Somehow the fuel in the left wing leaked [Fm] and we all went down.
My seatbelt be tight enough to keep [F] me wired up.
Well the plane sprout off and the clouds was lost in the dust.
But they scooped me up in the cup and dumped me off in [Bbm] the pile.
Throw me in the wind over [F] the mountain, but I owe my accountant.
What if they only found my suitcase?
Would I [Fm] be on lose week?
What if I was newlywed with a [F] newborn of two weeks?
My flight to the UK crashed in the [Bb] Yukon.
And I woke up on a distant beach with a beach [F] in my mouth, sand in my hair, and no [C] shoes on.
Where am I?
Hit the road, Jack.
[Eb] Don't you come back [Fm] no more, no more, no [F] more.
_ Hit the road, Jack.
[Bb] Please come back one more, [Dm] one more, one more.
_ [Db] _ Every other day I just rip another suitcase.
_ [F] _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] Flying high from the brightest sky inside [Fm] my suitcase.
Been [F] gone for two days. _ _
[Eb] Grab my memories in the bag [Db] inside my suitcase.
[F] Take it to the UK, somewhere on the cloud. _
Flying high in [Eb] the dreams. _ _ _
In my suitcase, I'm on a plane, [Eb] _ _ _ [Gb] I'm flying [Fm] free.
_ [F] _
_ It's not a suitcase, it's more of a briefcase.
[Bb] I be on Venice, [Db] and my new place isn't a duplex, [F] it's more of an Eastgate.
I be gone trippin'.
Kiss the kids and kick the dogs, fix the dinner, [Bbm] fix the faucet, wash the dish and wish for
rain and when it pours, make sure [C] in the midst of all, you don't forget to call me to [E] come back.
Pardon me on that, [Ab] I was too [C] young.
He was young too, [F] but I was too young.
What you want me to say?
[Bb] I'm a Debbie dad, all the sex we had was my fault?
The checks, he [F] had one enough to get by?
It's my fault?
[Eb] I bought a new suitcase, I be gone trippin'.
[Db] Only briefs, _ [F] probably wrong decision.
But I can do it later if he got [Bb] game.
Oh now he's [Fm] trippin', got his own case, he deafin'.
[F] Run like your pops Junior.
Out of state feels great, but it's good to be [Bbm] home.
Lookin' at the crib through the window.
Sometimes [F] the littlest things in life don't seem so big to your grown.
Take it for granted.
[Gb] Cement footsteps, smoke rings rotate with the planets.
And the planets spin it off with a market crash.
Oh shit, red alert, [F] panic.
Somehow the fuel in the left wing leaked [Fm] and we all went down.
My seatbelt be tight enough to keep [F] me wired up.
Well the plane sprout off and the clouds was lost in the dust.
But they scooped me up in the cup and dumped me off in [Bbm] the pile.
Throw me in the wind over [F] the mountain, but I owe my accountant.
What if they only found my suitcase?
Would I [Fm] be on lose week?
What if I was newlywed with a [F] newborn of two weeks?
My flight to the UK crashed in the [Bb] Yukon.
And I woke up on a distant beach with a beach [F] in my mouth, sand in my hair, and no [C] shoes on.
Where am I?
Hit the road, Jack.
[Eb] Don't you come back [Fm] no more, no more, no [F] more.
_ Hit the road, Jack.
[Bb] Please come back one more, [Dm] one more, one more.
_ [Db] _ Every other day I just rip another suitcase.
_ [F] _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] Flying high from the brightest sky inside [Fm] my suitcase.
Been [F] gone for two days. _ _
[Eb] Grab my memories in the bag [Db] inside my suitcase.
[F] Take it to the UK, somewhere on the cloud. _
Flying high in [Eb] the dreams. _ _ _