Black uicide Chords by $uicideboy$ Black Smurf

[Intro]
Em Bm Em Bm Em
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[Verse]
       Gmaj7                       
Steady ridin' low eyes steady swole
Gmaj7                                  
Feel like death row nineteen ninetyfour
             G                       
Uicide tears drippin' off our mothers
D                            
Bullets in the chamber of the
D                     
Pistol in the cupboard
      Gmaj7            
Got a couple black tees
Gmaj7                  
With that indo sparkin'
      Gmaj7                 
Bitch don't even look my way
         D                   
'cause I fuckin' hate talkin'
         G                     
Got them spinners on the hearse
G                                  
Bitches for dessert po' me up a fo'
            D                    
I'm sipping codeine 'til the dirt


[Chorus]
              Em              
Ridin' 'round Texas in a Lexus
       G                    
With a Florida license plate
Em                               
Outta state eating grapes blowin'
        Em7       
Dank no yank bitch
Em7                
Dry as fucking weed
              Em                          
Lick havin' a panic attack with the Mac on
            Em                 
His lap and now he makin' beats
             Em                       
Smurf in the back tryna get some sleep
G                                       
■ Gas tank on E not a stain on me sunset
     G                                  
Cool breeze lookin' at the moon and then
              G                           
I turn into a goon i'm doing what I please
Em                            
Throwin' up some fuckin threes
                        G     
Slide in deep while I’m tipped
          G      
Tryna run cash up
G                          
Steady fiendin' more income
G             
Like Damn bruh
       G                  
What I gotta do to get out
         Em                 
Of these problems I’m facing
        Em                       
Light a smooth J in my right hand
    Em                                     
Got bitches just like Utwo get the cash man
                             Em     
I didn’t always have for the cab man
                              G        
Ain’t no tellin' what a nigga do to you
                        G                
Shake your hand or just shoot through you
                     G   
I’m the man that you show
G                                 
Respect when seen cruisin' through
       G                             
Either that or get that ass fanned up
       G                         
Matter fact I rather run bands up
G                                           
Meet the pocket chopper mini rocket launcher
Em                                     
Stay out the way or get bagged up nigga


[Outro]
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