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Walk Away chords by Wölf

  • Am

  • G

  • Dm

  • F

Intro 1
Am
G
Am
Dm
Am
G
Am
Verse 1
Am
Back the fuck up!
Guns a -rockin' like Russian Mafia,
star -bought fights, the rob -bot type
Drinkin' Irish Carbon,
so my mind's not right,
I'm better yet perfect
Destroy hotel rooms and burn shit,
we go to war for our right to party
Dm
Am
Perverted pussy poppin'
drop it like it's hot
Rhyme me in the spot, bitch bent over
to pop the honey bottle in the twat
X -rated when we get faded,
we get high, homie, elevate it
My favorite way to celebrate it,
make slickers like a scientist
I hold a drink in each hand,
call me Iron Fist
Throw chairs when the DJ play Ante up
We don't care,
sippin' rum out of the Stanley Cup
Never stop from sundown to sunrise,
the fun never dies
We creatures of the night,
sleep the day away
We never see the light,
we live the vampire life
Finger on the pulse of pulmonary
Breakfast at 6pm, raw,
cushioned, bloody Mary's
Get your boots laced right tight tonight,
we're getting into huge fights
Ain't coming home from the club,
F
Am
just some bums covered in his own blood
Dm
Am
A few screws loose with a
huge set of nuts,
F
Am
ain't nobody fuckin' with us
Ain't nobody fuckin' with us
F
Am
Ain't nobody fuckin' with us
Got toxic behaviors
and a passion fulfilled
Pop a package of pills,
F
Dm
numb to action and guilt
Am
Ill ad diction, molly trippin',
you a politickin'
F
In a strip club lap dance,
Am
she let you slip your dick in
Now you're sick in your balls, Berg,
I caught up on your terms
F
You should've walked away,
Am
but you stayed where we all learned
Don't play box, ain't nothin' to build
F
Run the risk of gettin' dissed,
Am
flippin', punchin' the grill
Not a tough guy, muffed -eyed,
mush -dried, flushed -fired
F
Am
Plus -eyed, crushed lies, fuck lies,
non -fiction, my vision
Truth and the pain,
F
how you a baller and a player
Am
But keep losin' the game,
like the 360 deal
Your ex who took you for your cash flow
The cop who locked you up and straight
F
Dm
treated you like an asshole
Am
Misery and conflict, aggression and will
F
Your belligerent behavior
Am
got you messin' with the guild
Ayo! Get your boots laced up tight,
F
Am
tonight we gettin' in a huge fight
Ayo! Ain't comin' home
from the pub
F
Am
to some goose comin' in his own blood
Dm
Am
A few screws loose with a
huge set of nuts,
F
Am
ain't nobody fuckin' with us
Ayo! Ain't nobody fuckin' with us
Ayo!
Ain't nobody fuckin' with us
Ayo!
Gunslinger with two on the hip,
one on the ankle
Yeah I got contracts but not from a label,
I had hoop dreams
But they were visions of me
slam dunkin' your brain in
a dumpster container
Harry Mandel, Carter Baker,
tell him it ain't no deal
Feed you ammo buffets,
give you a wholesome meal
TGIF, thank God it's Friday,
but when I watch his new face
It's like Ruby Tuesdays
Fuck a bitch, fuck a hoe,
fuck the womb that you came from
I'm the dude with the same gun
that John Woodproof had Abe Dunn
You should've walked away, son,
that liquor found on your breath
Left you with them birds
chirping all around on your head
So get wasted, party animals,
and drink this Jack Daniels
Till your whole body's flammable
Ignite this match and you'll die hard
Throw your head first
into the trash can
Add your favorite dive bar
Get your boots laced right tight,
tonight we're getting in a huge fight
Ain't coming home from the club
F
Am
with some bums covered in his own blood
Dm
Am
A few screws loose with a
huge set of nuts,
F
Am
ain't nobody fucking with us
Ain't nobody fucking with us
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