Maple Syrup Chords by $uicideboy$

[Intro]
Dmaj7 Amaj7 Dmaj7      
This  ■     a crim beat
Dmaj7      
Yung Christ
Amaj7        Dmaj7                              F#m      
Fiftynine DJ ■     crim with that eight hundred and eight


[Verse]
      F#m             
Crack up in my swisher
Dmaj7   F#m     C#m7  
Blowing bitches kisses
F#m                 
Syrup got me twisted
F#m                   
Gfiftynine the misfits
                 Dmaj7    
Swerving and I'm fucked up
                 Amaj7    
Serving time I'm locked up
F#m                       
Chopper spraying mac truck
    F#m                    
You live a life of bad luck
Dmaj7               
All my hoes do drugs
              Amaj7
All my homies thugs
Dmaj7                 
Bitches fucking scrubs
Dmaj7                
Explorer on some dubs
          F#m                       
This that flex on them with no mercy
                   C#m       
That text I get at one:thirty
F#m                             
Your bitch begging to get fucked
F#m                          
Leggings on but I rip them up
F#m                       
Just enough to slide up in
    F#m                  
All about them Benjamin's
     F#m                       
Dead presidents I'm heaven sent
    F#m                              
You just a fuck boy that's irrelevant


[Chorus]
Dmaj7            Amaj7 
Bow down to your sensei
            Dmaj7       
You talking to a God boy
            Amaj7     Dmaj7                
G*fiftynine ■     Yah ■     yah yah yah yah
F#m                                             
Swerving passed the Church in all black clothing
             F#m          
Holding up a middle finger
F#m        
Mac showing
F#m                             
Throwing cash hoes run and clash
               F#m   
Get their back broken
F#m             
Pop the cap open
F#m                                 
Throat soaking in some liquid potion
      Dmaj7 
Ocean motion
Dmaj7                
Toasting to the stars
            Amaj7         
Got a great view from Mars
Dmaj7                                        
Spit a couple bars just to show it ain't hard


[Bridge]
F#m                              C#m7 
■   Fiftynine ain't far from the start
F#m                
All brain and heart
                            F#m7
Gotta play your part in the game
                           Dmaj7 Amaj7 Dmaj7
Make sure you aim the dart ■     ■     ■    


[Chorus]
F#m                       
Fresh fruit by the platter
        F#m  
Sipping water
F#m             
Hear it splatter
F#m                
Got ash on my shirt
        F#m                  
But I'm me so it never matter
       F#m             
Fuck a job stay at home
        F#m                
Rolling bones till I'm gone
     F#m             
Hair ties on my wrist
         F#m           
This the doped up ghost
             Dmaj7                Amaj7
Laying in my bed now feeling dead now  
Dmaj7                                        
Money stashed in my pocket with the bands now
                                  Amaj7
I don't like rap cause they do it wrong
    Dmaj7                                         
I'm isolated cause I cannot take this shit no more
F#m                                        
Laying in my bed now feeling kinda dead now
                       F#m                      
Money stashed up in my pocket with the bands now
F#m                                    
I don't like rap cause they do it wrong
                                              Dmaj7
I'm isolated cause I cannot take this shit no more 
                        Amaj7        Dmaj7     
What What I cannot take this shit no ■     more
D F#m Dmaj7 F#m E Dmaj7 F#m7
■ ■   ■     ■   ■ ■     ■   


[Outro]