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