Cifra Club

Matte Black

$uicideBoy$

Acordes: Principal (guitarra acústica y eléctrica)
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tonalidad: Fm
                    Bbm
(You did good Slick)
               Ab
(It's a Smash!)

 Bbm  A  Bbm  Ab

Bbm
Wetto, Wetto, Wetto

Wetto, Wetto, Wetto
Ab
Wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet

Fm
I got the Glock in my yoga pants

Fucking that bitch in a yoga stance
Ab
Swangin' that K' with an open stance

Loaded from smoking that opium
Bbm
Stain a lil' boy in the clothes he's in

All of my walls, they closing in
Ab
51/50, They tryna come get me

Just minding my business and moseying

Bbm
Matte black, smokin' packs

Panic attacks, back to back
Ab
Xanax on my lap, debating, should I relapse?
Bm
But back to the hoe I was talkin' 'bout

I just wanna put it up in her mouth
Ab
Pimping up in my blood, what's up 'cause?

Thuggin' that dirty South

Bbm
Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey*59
Ab                                         Fm
Three fingers in the air, main bitch by my side
Bbm
Slicky pull up in a quartеr mill' and slaughter up your daughter
Ab
Yung Jesus with thеm Forgi wheels don't walk, he drive on water

Bbm
Anytime, any place, any hood, any state
Ab                          Fm
Good till it fuckin' ain't, woods to the fucking face
Bbm
Ridin' with my baby sage, lines on expensive plates
F        Fm
Tears on my diamond chains, stoic, never looking phased

Bbm
Poet when I'm spitting game (Game)

Show me how that pussy shaved (Shaved)
Ab
Dosage climbin' with my shame (Shame)
     Fm
Mama crying for my pain (Pain)

Bbm
Will they ever understand? (No)

Can I even help my dad? (No)
Ab
Money fuckin' up my fam', giving until there's nothing left

Bbm
Pulling up in that latest (Damn!)

Choppa stay on me, don't need no hands
Ab
Prefer to be lonely, don't need no friends
            Fm
Hoe we just fucking, I don't date fans
Bbm
I'm with my cousin and talkin' plans

Went to my hood and I copped some land
Ab
Blowing through my money like Democrats
                            F
Two-step on the IRS, fuck a tax

                      Bbm
Why the fuck you look to me for help?
                                      Fm
There ain't an ace in the cards I was dealt
                                             Bbm
I'm 31, still don't know how to take care of myself

Honestly, I'm scared that I might melt
      Fm
Leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt
      Bbm
Maybe in the next life I'll come back as a nice belt, Ion' know
Ab                  F
There's a fine line between me and you

Bbm
The biggest difference is I'll snort that shit and probably puke
Ab                                    F
Dodge and juke all the bullshit y'all try and pull me through

Bbm
But I'm still shining, baby girl wylin'
Ab                                   Fm
Catch me riding by with that look in my eyes
Bbm
Palms start to sweat, by the way I'm gripping my. 9
          Ab
Yeah, I'm always on my toes, but I'm still the same height

                   Bbm
Standing tall over my grave
                                             Ab
Make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved
Fm                                                   Bbm
Make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made
                                            Ab
I can't put them on my wall, that shit just ain't my taste
Abm         Fm
It ain't my taste, it ain't my taste!

    Bbm
Lil Shawty wanna marry me, I said: You're better off in debt
Ab                                  Fm
If it didn't work out baby, I'll be real hard to forget
Bbm
German whips and private jets, private beaches to access
Ab                                                    Bbm
Fuck on me baby, I'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat


I ride for my family that's Grey59
Ab                              Bbm
Try and be all I can be and not waste my time

On the brink of insanity, I can't make up my mind
        Ab
Yeah, I battle my vanity and I think I'm blind

Eb            Bbm
Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey59
Ab
Three fingers in the air
Ab
Three fingers in the air
Eb            Bbm
Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey59
Ab
Three fingers in the air, m-
Ab
Three fingers in the air, main
Eb            Bbm
I ride for my family that's Grey59
Eb            Bbm
I ride for my family that's Grey59


Try and be all I can be and I waste my ti-ti-ti-time

Try and be all I can be and I waste my time
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