Kunci: C# minor
Intro 1
G#m
F#m
G#m
Verse 1
A
F#m
Yaw
Woah
Verse 2
Yeah
G#m
Hurry it up, roll it up
Hurry it up, roll it up
D#
Hurry it up, roll it up
F#m
D#
F#m
Fatter, fatter
G#m
Hurry it up, roll it up
Hurry it up, roll it up
D#
Hurry it up, roll it up
Trap ye da god bitch think i'm Pablo
B
G#m
Trap ye da god bitch
D#
F#m
I smoked Gelato
G#m
Trap ye da god in my life I rock and roll
F#m
G#m
F#m
G#m
Trap ye da god bitch i'm fresh
F#m
G#m
out up the stool (Hu)
Verse 3
G#m
For another backwoods
imported them portage
F#m
D
F#m
G#m
Choose a, weed in the back room
F#m
G#m
imported ported means like
8 different weeds together
just smoke one black
F#m
D
And I, smoke in the day when so niggas
Perkys that live with the weed
F#m
Cookies, perkys and lean (Woa)
You niggas don't know what I see
F#m
G#m
This weed be saving me (hu)
Momma go pray for me
F#m
D
I want sherbert preferable,
F#m
you though that you was really checking me
G#m
Hey, fuck how you feeling, aye
F#m
Stack it high, hoe nailed it
D
F#m
Huracan, I willed it
G#m
F#m
G#m
Top beat I killed it
My youngins they blazing
they music
F#m
Didn't like, they didn't like feeling
D
F#m
My youngins they see that shit,
G#m
can't see this shit
Them young niggas stealing
Verse 4
G#m
Hurry it up, roll it up
Hurry it up, roll it up
D#
Hurry it up, roll it up
Hurry it up, roll it up
Hurry it up, roll it up
D#
Hurry it up, roll it up
Trap ye da god bitch think i'm Pablo
Trap ye da god bitch
D#
F#m
I smoked Gelato
G#m
Trap ye da god in my life I rock and roll
Trap ye da god bitch i'm fresh out
F#m
G#m
up the stool (Hu)
Verse 5
I'm smoking I'm starting
to see shit
F#m
D
She want me to cut her a piece shit
F#m
D
She telling the chick you gonna eat bitch
F#m
G#m
I roll it, I roll it, I roll it
You gotta make sure they smoking
F#m
D
This wcc be smoking
F#m
G#m
This Metro Bloom is important
My young nigga shoot in the open
I fuck on your bitch while I'm smoking
F#m
D
They roll up an L on i'm joking
G#m
That shit can not drive i broke it
D
F#m
G#m
I roll up tryn' focus
I'm thinking of buying some more shit
F#m
D
I'm telling the morgue some more shit
G#m
Don't come around me with
that broke shit
Black thirty- five its 3 pm
F#m
D
I'm so motherfucking high
F##
D
i'm weak at the limbs
F#m
G#m
Man I'm moving last
night just look at the fifth
B
F#m
D
I roll it up on sight I smoked
F#m
G#m
up the fifth
Verse 6
G#m
Hurry it up, roll it up
Hurry it up, roll it up
D#
D#m
Hurry it up, roll it up
G#m
D#
G#m
F#m
Fatter, fatter
G#m
Hurry it up, roll it up
D#
G#m
Hurry it up, roll it up
D#
Hurry it up, roll it up
G#m
D#
G#m
Lighter, lighter
Trap ye da god bitch think i'm Pablo
B
G#m
Trap ye da god bitch
D#
F#m
I smoked Gelato
G#m
Trap ye da god in my life I rock and roll
Outro 1
Trap ye da god bitch i'm fresh out up the stool
C#m
G#m
F#m
F##
D
F#m
G#m
F#m
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