Wassup chords by
Martello
Martello

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Key: F minor
Verse 1
Em
Em
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D
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C
I'm sorry, but the person you called has a
Em
Em
voicemail box that has not been set up yet.
D
D
C
C
Goodbye.
D
D
C
C
Em
Em
Yeah, I was fucked up
Saw you wasn't there,
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D
so it's fuck y 'all
C
C
500 cash, all blues, got it tucked up
Got me fucked up
Nigga, what's up?
Nigga, what's up?
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D
Em
Em
Baby girl, hold tight
D
D
Ice on my body, it's a cold night
C
C
I done told my folks we'd be alright
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D
Fuck her, then I put her in a song, right
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Em
In six months,
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D
seen a whole lotta change on me
My old girl, I didn't fuckin'
know my main homie
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C
I was lost,
but the guys had a plan for me
Fucked up, I ain't even have
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D
Em
Em
a grand on me
Runnin' round in sprinters,
it feel like I joined a circus
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D
Way too many people in
my circle make me nervous
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C
Give it all to the wrong one, it was worthless
It was never me goin' broke,
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D
buyin' purses
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Em
Hellcats,
SRTs, and a space coupe
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D
I had to stay down and just break through
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C
Get back, it's no love, cause I hate you
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D
Get back, it's no love, cause I shake you
Em
Em
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D
Em
Em
Why you run away? I told you, hold tight
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D
Down, down, left me in the cold, right
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C
Wife start tryna take my soul, right
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D
Back then in the crib with no light
Em
Em
I was fucked up
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D
Saw you wasn't there, so it's fuck y 'all
C
C
500 cash, y blues got it tucked up
Got me fucked up
Nigga, what's up?
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D
Nigga, what's up?
Em
Em
Baby girl, hold tight
D
D
Ice on my body, it's a cold night
C
C
I done told my folks we be all right
Fuck her, then I put her in a song,
right
Em
Em
Backwood guts,
Miami nights and some palm trees
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D
My new girl lookin' like
Kehlani
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C
A million on my body, it's no more
Tommy
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D
Blast off, had to wax off like
Miyagi
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Em
Green coupe with the brown seats,
beef and broccoli
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D
She ain't really mad,
she just wanna go shopping
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C
She gon' run away, track star like
McLachlan I don't show no blues on the gram,
they be watchin'
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Em
Rage on my body like all night
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D
Supreme on my body with the off -white
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C
My thugs on the leash, but they all bite
Niggas know I'm shootin'
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D
for the stars, right?
Em
Em
I was fucked up
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D
Saw you wasn't there, so it's fuck y 'all
C
C
500 cash off blues, got it tucked up
Got me fucked up
Nigga, what's up?
Nigga, what's up?
Em
Em
Baby girl, hold tight
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D
Ice on my body, it's a cold night
C
C
I done told my folks we be alright
Fuck her, then I put her in the sun,
Em
Em
right?
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D
So you was a d**k so it's f**ked up
Find all the cash off you,
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C
it's got it tucked up
Got me f**ked up
Baby what's up?
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D
Baby what's up?
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Em
Baby we're cold tight
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D
Ice on my body, it's a cold night
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C
I just want my boo to be alright
F**k it and I'll put her in a song
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D
I'm to act my life
Outro 1
Baby
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Em
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C
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