Stripes chords by yunggoth
Verse 1
Eb
D
I get fucking sad when you
Eb
call me on my phone
D
Tellin' me you hate me and I
E
Eb
really wanna go (go)
E
I hate my life (uh- uh), I
D
Adim
hate my life (yeah)
Eb
D
You want me dead (want me dead), I
E
hate my life (uh- uh- uh)
Fuck up on the set (it's on
Eb
D
Eb
sight), yeah, it's on sight
D
Eb
D
Choppas in the whip (in the), blow yo fucking shit,
Eb
yeah
E
D
Eb
You a fake blood, talking like you ran that shit
I fuck you up and chop, yeah,
A
D
Eb
second thought I'm bagging shit
E
Yeah, it's a fact,
it's a fact that you faking shit
Eb
D
I- I got fucking demons in the closet
tryna take yo shit
E
Don't fucking lack (don't), right be
D
Eb
hind yo back (uh)
D
Shoot you in yo chest
(yeah), you got heart attack
E
Eb
E
Now this bitch is sad (uh- uh), bitch I
Eb
A
D
got my stash
Eb
A
D
Eb
Riding solo like flare, guess you kinda glare
D
Uh, that's just how it goes
E
Eb
Money in the bag and drugs
and hella hoes (yeah)
Verse 2
Eb
Flag me all you want, I'ma
D
do what I want
Eb
See me up my set, this is upset
D
Em
E
I just fuckin' stunt (huh), now you
D
A
wanna stunt
Adim
Eb
D
E
See me all upset
Eb
D
(yeah), now they wanna flex
E
Yeah, I got a set (yeah), throw it
Eb
when I rep
D
Fuck up out my Vet (yeah), let me
Eb
E
fuck a check (I fuck you)
Eb
Damn you a hoe,
I get my fuckin' benna plug (yeah, yeah)
D
Guess I gotta go,
I'm gonna blast you, little hoe (you little)
E
Eb
Tryna fuck around, I back it up,
F
I serve yo mouth, (yeah)
Eb
A
Bags in my (?), bank
D
on the (?)
E
I get fucking sad
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Verse 3
E
when you
D
Eb
call me on my phone
Adim
D
Tellin' me you hate me and
E
I really wanna go (go)
I hate my life (uh- uh), I
D
Adim
hate my life (yeah)
Eb
D
You want me dead (want me dead), I
Eb
hate my life (uh- uh- uh)
Fuck up on the set (it's on
D
E
sight), yeah, it's on sight
D
Eb
E
Eb
Choppas in the whip (in the), blow yo fucking shit,
yeah
E
D
You a fake blood, talking like you ran that shit
Eb
E
I fuck you up and chop, yeah,
Eb
second thought I'm bagging shit
Yeah, it's a fact,
E
Eb
it's a fact that you faking shit
D
I- I got fucking demons in the closet
tryna take yo shit
E
Don't fucking lack (don't), right behind
D
Eb
yo back (uh)
Shoot you in yo chest
D
(yeah), you got heart attack
E
Now this bitch is sad (uh- uh), bitch
D
E
I got my stash
Eb
E
Riding solo like flare,
A
D
Eb
guess you kinda glare
E
D
A
Uh, that's just how it goes
D
E
D
Eb
Money in the bag and drugs and hella hoes (yeah)
Outro 1
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Stripes
yunggoth
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