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Verse 1
G
D
C
6 car pile up just a mile up, up
G
F
D
Sick sick sick sick
C
6 car pile up just a mile up, up
G
Sick sick sick sick
Verse 2
F
Arms on me, drugs on me,
Dm
C
y'all waiting tables
F
G
While I am so able that shit
don't sound stable
D
Dm
My label; I call this shit,
C
I'm gon' take over this
F
In fact, I warned you bitch,
G
I'll make your tummy sick
D
C
I'm on some evil shit, own this shit,
scheme this shit
G
F
Demons speak to me so that's
who I'm leaving with
D
If you can't feed a bitch then
C
you don't need a bitch
G
F
Dm
I will slit your wrist, I will slit your wrist
D
C
Oh babe, little lamb I need
you for tonight
F
Why not take a ride with me? Naw,
G
thats the wrong seat
D
Dm
First I tie your hands and feet,
C
shh, don't make a peep
F
From the trunk they ain't see,
G
then we bounce and hit the beach

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Verse 3
D
C
6 car pile up just a mile up, up
G
F
D
C
Sick sick sick
G
sick
F
6 car pile up just a mile up, up
Dm
D
Sick sick sick sick
C
6 car pile up just a mile up, up
F
Sick sick sick sick
G
D
C
6 car pile up just a mile up, up
F
G
Sick sick sick sick
Verse 4
D
C
Cars in a circle, little lamb in the middle
G
All the head lights, so bright,
F
he ain't cast a shadow off
D
C
Cars in a circle, little lamb in the middle
G
All the head lights, so bright,
F
he ain't cast a shadow off
Verse 5
Dm
D
I can go freeze
C
on some other for kisses
F
G
I broke in and lick it and this is so vicious
D
C
I gave it a home and no, you don't leave it
F
But when I need them some more you
G
could get them from me
D
C
I'm gon' beckon the gate then no hands,
sis, some feathers
G
I mean this, you know we coming
F
for like subpoena
D
And when I go home,
C
this shit; ya'll all can't notice it
Even when evil assisting
G
the co- witness
F
I'm on some coke,
Dm
C
bring some dope with the Cobra shit
F
G
In it some cold mint, that's all bro,
this shit
D
Dm
People 'round, close around,
C
meet in the doors and shit
F
G
D
Movie got cold as shit, I am so over it
Verse 6
C
6 car pile up just a mile up, up
G
F
Dm
Sick sick sick sick
D
C
6 car pile up just a mile up, up
G
F
Dm
Sick sick sick sick
C
F
G
6 car pile up just a mile up, up
Dm
Sick sick sick sick
C
F
G
6 car pile up just a mile up, up
Sick sick sick sick
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