Confetti Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[D](A home worth stayin'
[G][D]
at)
[G](In my[Gm][D]
[A]lifetime)

[Verse 2]
Uh, blow me [A]like confettis
On that green- green, man,
I got the absinthe in me
Doin' shit without thinkin',
hopin' God forgive me
You too toxic for me,
pay me for another [E]kidney[A]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) always fuckin' winnin'
Pull up to the Grammys in a
brand new Honda Civic
Ain't got time to give a fuck or
worry [G]'bout my [A]image
I'ma cut it off if I ain't gettin'
nothin' from it

[Verse 3]
Ayy, got my mother's face [A]and
my father's confidence
Walkin' 'round the party,
always lookin' like the perfect blend
Got my right hand with me,
I will never need to fuck no fans
Got real homies with me,
never need to hang with bitter friends
Monte Carlo flew in [A]on G5,
lil' bad bitch just turned 29
I'm only fucking for the vibes, I only say hi,
then goodbye
Mm, if you listenin', congrats,
you just discovered fire
Mm, I looked at the clock, guess what,
lil' bitch? It's time to die
She behind on rent
She got two jobs and a kid and still
got time to [D]give [A]me neck
You wear loafers to the club,
don't tell me you deserve respect
You use inter[D]net to hate,
I [A]used that shit to change [E]my fate[A]
(She gon')

[Verse 4]
Blow me [A]like confettis
On that green- green, man,
I got the absinthe in me
Doin' shit without thinkin',
hopin' [D]God for[A]give me
You too toxic for me,
pay me for another kidney [G](ayy, ayy)

[Verse 5]
Every day I wake up, I [G]live
my life [D]to the fullest, bitch
[A]Your dream don't mean shit if [G]it just [A]turns into excuses,
bitch
(Bitch) I'm just talkin' facts,
I'm just tryna make shit that'll flabbergast
I've been rappin',
all you doing's talkin' fast
Man, I'm sure you could
probably do more than that
And I still got [G]that rum up
in my sys[A]tem
4- 5 proof, that shit is so hittin'
He want problem, I'ma throw fist then
Told that bitch, "Send me the location"
Ass fat, [G]she need attitude [A]fixin'
I'm sick, I got terminal trillness
My next album, call that shit Hit List

[Verse 6]
I kill shit and you are my witness
[D]Blow me lik[G]e con[D]fettis
On that [A]green- [D]green, [A]man,
I got the absinthe in me
Doin' shit without thinkin',
hopin' God forgive me
You too toxic for me,
pay me for another [D]kidney[A]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) always fuckin' winnin'
Pull up to the Grammys in a
brand new Honda Civic
Ain't got time to give a fuck or
worry 'bout my image
I'ma cut it off if I ain't gettin'

[Outro 1]
nothin' from it
[D][A][A]
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