Chords for Bonfire

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Ab

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G

B

Db

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okay it's [N] childish can be no homegirl droppin like the nasdaq move white girls
like this coat up my ass crack [B] move black girls cuz man fuck it i'll do either
im a pussy I love [G] bitches dude i should be running [Ab] peter and adidas with some
short shorts b-o-o all over me my green is where it's supposed to be your green
is in my grocery this agent dude I stole his girl and now he got that kochi beef
my [G] dick is like an accent mark it's all about [Ab] the overeating
Hot [N] like a parked car, I sound weird like nigga with a hard R
Fly like the logo on my cousin's 440
Eatin' Oreos like these white girls that [C] blow me
Vodka for my [Db] ladies, whiskey for a grown man
Hangin' in the islands lookin' for Earl like Toe Jam
I make the beat retarded so I'm callin' it a slow jam
Butcher and I know it man, kill beef [Ab] go ham
[N]
These rappers are afraid of him, cause I'm a beast bitch girl
Invaders and Gambino is the call girl, fuck you, pay me
Brand new whip for these niggas like slavery
Told me I was awful [C] and that shit did not phase me
Tell me how I sucked again, my memory is hazy
You're my favorite rapper now, yeah dude I better be
Or you can fuckin' kiss my ass, human [N] centipede
You wanna see my girl?
I ain't that dumb
You wanna see my girl?
Check max some
Man, why does every black actor gotta rap some
I don't know, all I know is I'm [C] the best one
It's a bonfire, [Cm] turn the lights out
I'm burnin' everything you motherfuckers talk about
[Ab] It's a bonfire, turn the lights out
I'm burnin' everything you motherfuckers talk about
You know these rapper dudes talk shit, start [B] killin'
Fuck that, got goons like an arch villain
Home from the south, ain't got no actor, don't know why
So this rap is child's play, I do my name like Prince's die
[C] Yeah they say they want some [G] realness, rap about my real life
Told me I should just quit, first of all you talk white
Second off, you talk like you haven't given up yet
Rap stepfather, yeah you hate me but you will respect
I put [N] in work, ass Ludwig
Put my soul on the track like shoes did
Played this for my cousin, now he can't even think straight
Black and [D] white music, now nigga that's a mixtape
Shout out to my blurbs, they represent the realness
[Db] Shout out to Gambino girls, my dick is in the building
[C] I know you hate me cause your little cousin play me out
[Ab] I like black girls who nerdy but when they dance they be sayin'
[Gbm] [N] I'm sorry for who follow me
Kill a widow Filipina at your local Jollibee
Yeah, I'm in her ass like sodomy
So if you see my hand under the table don't [C] bother me
I don't talk soft, that's that other guy
I'm screamin' what the fuck is up [Ab] like I ain't see the sky
The shit I'm doin' this year, insanity
Made the beat that murdered it, Casey Anthony
[F] These rappers won't know what to do
Cause [Ab] all I did was act [Gb] mean like a looney tune
And I'll give you all of me until there's nothing left
I swear this
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C
3211
G
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B
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Db
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Ab
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C
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G
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_ okay it's [N] childish can be no homegirl droppin like the nasdaq move white girls
like this coat up my ass crack [B] move black girls cuz man fuck it i'll do either
im a pussy I love [G] bitches dude i should be running [Ab] peter and adidas with some
short shorts b-o-o all over me my green is where it's supposed to be your green
is in my grocery this agent dude I stole his girl and now he got that kochi beef
my [G] dick is like an accent mark it's all about [Ab] the overeating
_ Hot [N] like a parked car, I sound weird like nigga with a hard R
Fly like the logo on my cousin's 440
Eatin' Oreos like these white girls that [C] blow me
Vodka for my [Db] ladies, whiskey for a grown man
Hangin' in the islands lookin' for Earl like Toe Jam
I make the beat retarded so I'm callin' it a slow jam
Butcher and I know it man, kill beef [Ab] go ham
_ [N]
These rappers are afraid of him, cause I'm a beast bitch girl
Invaders and Gambino is the call girl, fuck you, pay me
Brand new whip for these niggas like slavery
Told me I was awful [C] and that shit did not phase me
Tell me how I sucked again, my memory is hazy
You're my favorite rapper now, yeah dude I better be
Or you can fuckin' kiss my ass, human [N] centipede
You wanna see my girl?
I ain't that dumb
You wanna see my girl?
Check max some
Man, why does every black actor gotta rap some
I don't know, all I know is I'm [C] the best one
It's a bonfire, [Cm] turn the lights out
I'm burnin' everything you motherfuckers talk about
[Ab] It's a bonfire, turn the lights out
I'm burnin' everything you motherfuckers talk about
You know these rapper dudes talk shit, start [B] killin'
Fuck that, got goons like an arch villain
Home from the south, ain't got no actor, don't know why
So this rap is child's play, I do my name like Prince's die
[C] Yeah they say they want some [G] realness, rap about my real life
Told me I should just quit, first of all you talk white
Second off, you talk like you haven't given up yet
Rap stepfather, yeah you hate me but you will respect
I put [N] in work, ass Ludwig
Put my soul on the track like shoes did
Played this for my cousin, now he can't even think straight
Black and [D] white music, now nigga that's a mixtape
Shout out to my blurbs, they represent the realness
[Db] Shout out to Gambino girls, my dick is in the building
[C] I know you hate me cause your little cousin play me out
[Ab] I like black girls who nerdy but when they dance they be sayin'
[Gbm] _ _ [N] I'm sorry for who follow me
Kill a widow Filipina at your local Jollibee
Yeah, I'm in her ass like sodomy
So if you see my hand under the table don't [C] bother me
I don't talk soft, that's that other guy
I'm screamin' what the fuck is up [Ab] like I ain't see the sky
The shit I'm doin' this year, insanity
Made the beat that murdered it, Casey Anthony _
[F] These rappers won't know what to do
Cause [Ab] all I did was act [Gb] mean like a looney tune
And I'll give you all of me until there's nothing left
I swear this

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