Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
INTRO
(Simo Fre just killed it)
VERSE ONE
C#1980 shiftin', pressin' on the highway
C#Come here, how you doin', sexy? (Ooh), let's Go back to my place (Ooh)
FmTryna tell her that I'm selfish, I don't wan' Do it, if it ain't my way
FmTryna finish with my tour, so the jet I lured back to Norway
CHORUS
C#I done ran it up (Ran it up)
C#We'll be poppin' bottles 'til the sun come up (Come up)
FmI be trappin' with my partners 'til the plug slow up (Slow up)
FmAnd it's time we seen them things are not that funny anymore
FmSo excuse me if I'm actin' anti social
VERSE TWO
C#I done drunk so much of lean, I'm overdosin'
C#I ain't with that trollin', quit all that actin', like you know me
FmAntidosis, antidote, hit the boy, and fold the bitch
FmWe'll kick the door quick, make 'em hit the floor, and I want all that shit
C#Rockin' out (Rockin' out), sold out my arena (Sold out my arena)
C#And the bitch been givin' side eyes,
told her I'll leave her (Bitch, I'll leave ya)
FmShoot this bitch up like Joey Zaza, onomatopoeia (Rrr, rrr)
FmAll my problems, I'm just watchin' fall down to my liter
C#She say, "I ain't wanna hurt you, I say I won't need it" (Ha)
C#Girl, why did I accept to start to cry when you leavin'? (Ha)
FmI'm a thug, and I'd fight that boy, for your love,
FmI can beat him (I could beat him, ha)
FmAll the opps and all the unnecessary girls (Ha), I delete them
CHORUS
C#I done ran it up (I done ran it up)
C#We'll be poppin' bottles 'til the sun come up (Come up)
C#I be trappin' with my partners 'til the plug slow up (Slow Fmup)
FmAnd it's time we seen them things are not that funny anymore
FmSo excuse me if I'm actin' anti social
VERSE THREE
C#I create a thunderstorm with these guns
FmThey'll be rainin' down
FmDiamonds, they cover my bed, if package,
FmI'm drainin', can you charge me up? (Yup)
C#She say, "I ain't wanna hurt you,
C#I say I won't need it" (I ain't wanna hurt you)
C#Girl, why did I accept to start to cry when you leavin'? (Run it up)
FmI'm a thug, and I'd fight that boy,
Fmfor your love, I can beat him (I could beat him)
FmAll the opps and all the unnecessary girls, I delete them (I)
VERSE FOUR
C#I want the whole house furnished by Rick Owens himself
C#I want the cannonball and have it signed by Johnny Depp (Oh)
FmI wanna pay for Doja Cat to perform for me (Oh)
FmI wanna attend my own show (Oh), so I could see (Oh)
C#I don't mean to disrespect the ho, don't lie to me, though (Nah)
C#You ain't gotta pack your shit, and die at the door,
Fm'cause I'm gon' leave ('Cause I'ma leave)
FmYou don't want me, speak, don't hold it in, I told her, "Let it out"
C#Now this bitch talkin' 'bout my lean, makin' me mad (Makin' me mad)
C#Now this bitch talkin' 'bout I left her right on seen (Right on seen)
C#Showed her what my heart about, now she don't wanna leave (She don't wanna leave)
FmForty two verse sixteen, I fell out on codeine
Fm"How you let that clown run off?" We done fell out over a bean
CHORUS
C#I done ran it up (I done ran it up)
C#We'll be poppin' bottles 'til the sun come up (Come up)
C#I be trappin' with my partners 'til the plug slow up (Slow Fmup)
FmAnd it's time we seen them things are not that funny anymore
FmSo excuse me if I'm actin' anti social +
OUTRO