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