Cifra Club

Fuck No

99 Neighbors

Acordes: Principal (guitarra acústica y eléctrica)
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tonalidad: Dm
F  A   Dm  A


[Verse 1: Swank]
F                   A
I seen you smoking cigarettes again, well me too
Dm                         A
You poppin’ pills like it be medicine, I cannot blame you
F                 A
I’m doing fucking good, I’m glad you asked me
      Dm                           A
Can’t look me in the eyes when you walk past me

Damn, that's kinda fucked up
F                      A
So I can’t text you, I think you blocked my number
  Dm                                A
I know we got through everything so that shit make me wonder
       F                               A
Do you trust yourself to text me if you had the will? (Damn)
Dm                          A
From me to you, I know your shit ain’t real (Yeah)


[Bridge: Swank]
F
Look at the way, all of the games, shit that you play
Dm                                        A
I look at your face, all of its fake, I’m sick of the bullshit
F                                A
You can’t guilt trip this, can’t talk bout shit (Uh)
Dm
You get left read, why you think that you get dick?


[Chorus: Swank]
F             A                     Dm
Fuck no baby, I don’t forgive you ‘bout all that other shit
A
You on some other shit
F
Looks who’s laughing now
A                        Dm
Ever since you found out that I’m in love with this
A
And I can’t trust another bitch
F             A                     Dm
Fuck no baby, I don’t forgive you ‘bout all that other shit
A
You on some other shit
F
Looks who’s laughing now
A                         Dm
Ever since you found out that I’m in love with this
A
And I can’t trust another bitch


[Verse 2: Philosofie]
F            A              Dm
Baby, if you closed your eyes
A                                   F
You’d realize that you are such an asshole
A                               Dm
All the times I tried to be so careful
A
Tip toeing on egg shells
F                 A
You played dirty, I bought Febreze
Dm                            A
Made it all clean, washed you out my memory
           F                   A
You saw an empath, he told you ‘bout your past
                Dm
You said, “Well what about my future?

Can I make it last?”
                 Dm                           G
He said, "You’re rich by the time your twenty-four
                    C                             C#dim7
But you’re gonna be alone, sad and begging at her door" (Oops)
          Dm                  G
I know it hurts you to see me well
          C                                       C#dim7
After all things you put me through while in your hell
          Dm                      G
You can’t fight that, and I don’t want that
          C                                   C#dim7
I hope to stay inside your heart just like an artifact
          Dm                       G
Give some value to your art, maybe make it last
              C                            C#dim7
If you try to come back, you know that’s a fat fuck no


[Verse 3: Sam Paulino]
    F                  A
But mama always told me, “Life’s a gamble”
    Dm                               A
I‘m pickin’ up all of the pieces, my life’s in fuckin’ shambles
F                      A
Ever since you fucked up, and fucked all of my best friends
Dm                                     A
Then told me that you loved me, ‘cause I was too obsessed then
    F                  A
But look who’s laughing

Bitch, I’m up now
    Dm                            A
Was down in the dumps, getting my head straight

And my feet back on the ground
        F
Way too pessimistic
                        A
But I know it’s a messy ending when you always come back around
        Dm
Flip floppin’, tick-tockin’, wasting time
A
But I pray to God that you’re getting by (Like)


[Bridge: Swank]
F
Look at the way, all of the games, shit that you play
Dm                                       A
I look at your face, all of its fake, I’m sick of the bullshit
F                          A
You can’t guilt trip this, can’t talk bout shit (Uh)
Dm
You get left read, why you think that you get dick


[Chorus: Swank]
F              A                     Dm
Fuck no baby, I don’t forgive you ‘bout all that other shit
A
You on some other shit
F
Looks who’s laughing now
A                       Dm
Ever since you found out that I’m in love with this
A
And I can’t trust another bitch
F            A                     Dm
Fuck no baby, I don’t forgive you ‘bout all that other shit
A
You on some other shit
F                     A
Looks who’s laughing now
                     Dm
Ever since you found out that I’m in love with this
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