Chords for Bryan Martin - FAFO (feat. Charlie Farley, OG Caden & Austin Tolliver) [Official Music Video]
Tempo:
81 bpm
Chords used:
F#
C#
C#m
G#
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
![Bryan Martin - FAFO (feat. Charlie Farley, OG Caden & Austin Tolliver) [Official Music Video] chords](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/X1ci0A6M1PQ/mqdefault.jpg)
Start Jamming...
[C#]
[F#] [C#m] [C#]
[F#] I [C#] love my country, love my [F#] freedom, fuck welfare, [C#m] now I don't need [C#] you.
Shotgun raids from the woods to the plate, [F#] ain't never went hungry, [C#] ain't never too late.
To come around here son, runnin' your [F#] mouth, you [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
[G#]
You [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
You [C#] may make it through the state, [F#] snares and alligators, but once you get to the gate, you [C#] can't depend on your words.
[G#] Cause you'll be over your data, [F#] from talking growing tomatoes, yeah.
Feeding the worms, I fish [C#] with later, I'll have a big thick plate over a six foot grave.
[F#] Football, I take a knee [C#] as I end the play, my hands on my heart, I [C#m] stand on what I say.
And [F#] my second amendment [C#m] handles what I can't, I [C#] ain't trying to be Billy [G#] Badass or talk shit.
I'm [F#] just saying, there's the line, [C#m] don't cross it.
I got a red ride, a gun [B] when I was three, so [F#] I don't run to hide [C#] from anything.
You try [C#] my red, white and blue [G#] collar boy from the south, [F#] you can fuck around and find [C#] out.
Love my country, [C#m] love my freedom, [F#] fuck welfare, [C#m] no I don't need [C#] em.
Shotgun rays from [C#m] the woods to the plate, [F#] ain't never went hungry, [E] ain't never too late.
[C#] So come around here [C#m] son, runnin' your mouth, [F#] you [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
[G#] Oh gee, [A#m] there [F#] you go.
You can fuck around [C#] and find out.
If they looking for me, [F#] well, they know where to find me.
I'll be half drunk, [G#] strapped up in a row key, I can show you if it's needed.
When [F#] you see it, you'll believe it, if you don't love it, you can leave it.
Michael Jackson, you [C#] can be.
F-A-M-O, [F#] I teach you how this game go.
Different joints, same [C#] smoke, wake up wear the same clothes.
Real redneck, [G#] I'm a piece of white trash.
[F#] Blue collar boy, but [C#] my lady's high class.
Got the music way up loud with [G#] a cigar in my mouth.
[F#] Fuck around and come find out how [C#m] we do it in the south.
[C#] Ain't saying nothing, [F#] but you're running that mouth.
I'll never take a hand out, I'm too damn proud.
[C#] I'm a son [F#] of the dirt south, with a truck sit high [C#] and these straight pipes loud.
This land, [G#] a land of freedom, [F#] double [C#] barricades in case we need it.
Man up, [G#] or sit your ass down.
[F#] We done talking, [C#m] fuck around and find [C#] out.
Love my country, [C#m] love my freedom, [F#] fuck a welfare, [E] no I don't need [C#] em.
Shotgun raids from [C#m] the woods to the plate.
[F#] Ain't never went hungry, [E] ain't never too late.
[C#] So come around here [G#] son, run in your mouth.
[F#] You [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
[G#]
You [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
[G#] [C#]
[F#] [G#] [C#]
[F#] [C#]
[F#] [C#m] [C#]
[F#] I [C#] love my country, love my [F#] freedom, fuck welfare, [C#m] now I don't need [C#] you.
Shotgun raids from the woods to the plate, [F#] ain't never went hungry, [C#] ain't never too late.
To come around here son, runnin' your [F#] mouth, you [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
[G#]
You [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
You [C#] may make it through the state, [F#] snares and alligators, but once you get to the gate, you [C#] can't depend on your words.
[G#] Cause you'll be over your data, [F#] from talking growing tomatoes, yeah.
Feeding the worms, I fish [C#] with later, I'll have a big thick plate over a six foot grave.
[F#] Football, I take a knee [C#] as I end the play, my hands on my heart, I [C#m] stand on what I say.
And [F#] my second amendment [C#m] handles what I can't, I [C#] ain't trying to be Billy [G#] Badass or talk shit.
I'm [F#] just saying, there's the line, [C#m] don't cross it.
I got a red ride, a gun [B] when I was three, so [F#] I don't run to hide [C#] from anything.
You try [C#] my red, white and blue [G#] collar boy from the south, [F#] you can fuck around and find [C#] out.
Love my country, [C#m] love my freedom, [F#] fuck welfare, [C#m] no I don't need [C#] em.
Shotgun rays from [C#m] the woods to the plate, [F#] ain't never went hungry, [E] ain't never too late.
[C#] So come around here [C#m] son, runnin' your mouth, [F#] you [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
[G#] Oh gee, [A#m] there [F#] you go.
You can fuck around [C#] and find out.
If they looking for me, [F#] well, they know where to find me.
I'll be half drunk, [G#] strapped up in a row key, I can show you if it's needed.
When [F#] you see it, you'll believe it, if you don't love it, you can leave it.
Michael Jackson, you [C#] can be.
F-A-M-O, [F#] I teach you how this game go.
Different joints, same [C#] smoke, wake up wear the same clothes.
Real redneck, [G#] I'm a piece of white trash.
[F#] Blue collar boy, but [C#] my lady's high class.
Got the music way up loud with [G#] a cigar in my mouth.
[F#] Fuck around and come find out how [C#m] we do it in the south.
[C#] Ain't saying nothing, [F#] but you're running that mouth.
I'll never take a hand out, I'm too damn proud.
[C#] I'm a son [F#] of the dirt south, with a truck sit high [C#] and these straight pipes loud.
This land, [G#] a land of freedom, [F#] double [C#] barricades in case we need it.
Man up, [G#] or sit your ass down.
[F#] We done talking, [C#m] fuck around and find [C#] out.
Love my country, [C#m] love my freedom, [F#] fuck a welfare, [E] no I don't need [C#] em.
Shotgun raids from [C#m] the woods to the plate.
[F#] Ain't never went hungry, [E] ain't never too late.
[C#] So come around here [G#] son, run in your mouth.
[F#] You [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
[G#]
You [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
[G#] [C#]
[F#] [G#] [C#]
[F#] [C#]
Key:
F#
C#
C#m
G#
E
F#
C#
C#m
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
[F#] _ [C#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ I [C#] love my country, love my [F#] freedom, fuck welfare, [C#m] now I don't need [C#] you.
Shotgun raids from the woods to the plate, [F#] ain't never went hungry, [C#] ain't never too late.
To come around here son, runnin' your [F#] mouth, you [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
_ [G#] _ _
You [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
You [C#] may make it through the state, [F#] snares and alligators, but once you get to the gate, you [C#] can't depend on your words.
[G#] Cause you'll be over your data, [F#] from talking growing tomatoes, yeah.
Feeding the worms, I fish [C#] with later, I'll have a big thick plate over a six foot grave.
[F#] Football, I take a knee [C#] as I end the play, my hands on my heart, I [C#m] stand on what I say.
And [F#] my second amendment [C#m] handles what I can't, I [C#] ain't trying to be Billy [G#] Badass or talk shit.
I'm [F#] just saying, there's the line, [C#m] don't cross it.
I got a red ride, a gun [B] when I was three, so [F#] I don't run to hide [C#] from anything.
You try [C#] my red, white and blue [G#] collar boy from the south, [F#] you can fuck around and find [C#] out.
Love my country, [C#m] love my freedom, [F#] fuck welfare, [C#m] no I don't need [C#] em.
Shotgun rays from [C#m] the woods to the plate, [F#] ain't never went hungry, [E] ain't never too late.
[C#] So come around here [C#m] son, runnin' your mouth, [F#] you [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
[G#] Oh gee, [A#m] there [F#] you go.
You can fuck around [C#] and find out.
If they looking for me, [F#] well, they know where to find me.
I'll be half drunk, [G#] strapped up in a row key, I can show you if it's needed.
When [F#] you see it, you'll believe it, if you don't love it, you can leave it.
Michael Jackson, you [C#] can be.
F-A-M-O, [F#] I teach you how this game go.
Different joints, same [C#] smoke, wake up wear the same clothes.
Real redneck, [G#] I'm a piece of white trash.
[F#] Blue collar boy, but [C#] my lady's high class.
Got the music way up loud with [G#] a cigar in my mouth.
[F#] Fuck around and come find out how [C#m] we do it in the south.
[C#] Ain't saying nothing, [F#] but you're running that mouth.
I'll never take a hand out, I'm too damn proud.
[C#] I'm a son [F#] of the dirt south, with a truck sit high [C#] and these straight pipes loud.
This land, [G#] a land of freedom, [F#] double [C#] barricades in case we need it.
Man up, [G#] or sit your ass down.
[F#] We done talking, [C#m] fuck around and find [C#] out.
Love my country, [C#m] love my freedom, [F#] fuck a welfare, [E] no I don't need [C#] em.
Shotgun raids from [C#m] the woods to the plate.
[F#] Ain't never went hungry, [E] ain't never too late.
[C#] So come around here [G#] son, run in your mouth.
[F#] You [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
[G#] _ _ _
You [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
[G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
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[F#] _ [C#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ I [C#] love my country, love my [F#] freedom, fuck welfare, [C#m] now I don't need [C#] you.
Shotgun raids from the woods to the plate, [F#] ain't never went hungry, [C#] ain't never too late.
To come around here son, runnin' your [F#] mouth, you [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
_ [G#] _ _
You [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
You [C#] may make it through the state, [F#] snares and alligators, but once you get to the gate, you [C#] can't depend on your words.
[G#] Cause you'll be over your data, [F#] from talking growing tomatoes, yeah.
Feeding the worms, I fish [C#] with later, I'll have a big thick plate over a six foot grave.
[F#] Football, I take a knee [C#] as I end the play, my hands on my heart, I [C#m] stand on what I say.
And [F#] my second amendment [C#m] handles what I can't, I [C#] ain't trying to be Billy [G#] Badass or talk shit.
I'm [F#] just saying, there's the line, [C#m] don't cross it.
I got a red ride, a gun [B] when I was three, so [F#] I don't run to hide [C#] from anything.
You try [C#] my red, white and blue [G#] collar boy from the south, [F#] you can fuck around and find [C#] out.
Love my country, [C#m] love my freedom, [F#] fuck welfare, [C#m] no I don't need [C#] em.
Shotgun rays from [C#m] the woods to the plate, [F#] ain't never went hungry, [E] ain't never too late.
[C#] So come around here [C#m] son, runnin' your mouth, [F#] you [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
[G#] Oh gee, [A#m] there [F#] you go.
You can fuck around [C#] and find out.
If they looking for me, [F#] well, they know where to find me.
I'll be half drunk, [G#] strapped up in a row key, I can show you if it's needed.
When [F#] you see it, you'll believe it, if you don't love it, you can leave it.
Michael Jackson, you [C#] can be.
F-A-M-O, [F#] I teach you how this game go.
Different joints, same [C#] smoke, wake up wear the same clothes.
Real redneck, [G#] I'm a piece of white trash.
[F#] Blue collar boy, but [C#] my lady's high class.
Got the music way up loud with [G#] a cigar in my mouth.
[F#] Fuck around and come find out how [C#m] we do it in the south.
[C#] Ain't saying nothing, [F#] but you're running that mouth.
I'll never take a hand out, I'm too damn proud.
[C#] I'm a son [F#] of the dirt south, with a truck sit high [C#] and these straight pipes loud.
This land, [G#] a land of freedom, [F#] double [C#] barricades in case we need it.
Man up, [G#] or sit your ass down.
[F#] We done talking, [C#m] fuck around and find [C#] out.
Love my country, [C#m] love my freedom, [F#] fuck a welfare, [E] no I don't need [C#] em.
Shotgun raids from [C#m] the woods to the plate.
[F#] Ain't never went hungry, [E] ain't never too late.
[C#] So come around here [G#] son, run in your mouth.
[F#] You [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
[G#] _ _ _
You [C#m] can fuck around and find out.
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[F#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
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