Post Malone - Broken Whiskey Glass

[Verse 1 :]
Gm F Dm
I done drank Codeine from a broken whiskey glass
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I done popped my pills and I smoked my share of grass
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Slaved for the man and I broke my fuckin’ back
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So you can take your nine – to – five and shove it up your ass
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And I won’t go on, like a highway to hell
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Going too damn fast, I spilled drink on my Chanel
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And I woke up and my room’s fuckin’ trashed like a damn hotel
Gm F Dm
Where I go next, now, only time will tell

[Chorus :]
Gm Dm
Ooo oooh ooh

[Verse 2 :]
Gm F Dm
I done spent some time chasin’ women that don’t give a shit
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I done learned my lessons and I ain’t never gon’ forget
Gm
Started callin’ this shit, started ballin’ and shit, started flickin’ that wrist
Dm
They ain’t never listened now I’m makin’ them hits so I’m fuckin’ your bitch
Gm
No it ain’t nothin’ fickle for me to forget that you ever exist
Dm
Bet you member my name when I pull up and dab with that, doesn’t exist, skrrr

[Rap :]
Gm
Spill lean on supreme last Saturday, let that shit splash, motherfucker talk saucey
Dm
Pass me the drugs, motherfucker let me shine
Gm
At the White House, call my homie Joe Biden, he flyin’ out weed
Gm
Smokin’ my dope, beggin’ that that be the code
Dm
Man, don’t be silly, that shit you rockin’ is old
Dm
Like it’s been years since you been to the store
Gm
Feel like Meek Milly but I ain’t from Philly
Gm
I’m poppin’ a wheelie, I show off my grillie
Dm
I do this for really and for my family
Dm
Some shade every night, man, it’s all so familiar
Gm
The bitches they killin’ me
Gm
Like, bitch are you kiddin’ me?
Gm
Ballin’, that shit, that shit killin’ me
Dm
You can’t get rid of me
Dm
Now you want my chain and my jeans but you no good at chemistry

[Chorus :]
Gm Dm
Ooo oooh ooh