Chords for SMUCKERS - Tyler, The Creator (Ft. Kanye West, Lil' Wayne)

[Bb] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Gbm] _ [Am] _ _
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_ Money, money, money, [Gm] money, money ain't the motive
What's your name [C] again?
Nobody knows it
Don't speak [B] to me now, you not a drunk [Fm] and I'm focused
2, [Eb] 3, and on
_ They _ _ _ [Cm] say I'm nutty, I'm picnic basketball
Short of a sandwich [Dm] and peanut butter
Boy, swatting's a [C] fact and he's coming get me
Said I'll [Db] suck him at your neck [B] like a city boy
I'm [Gm] sick like an ATV victim, ain't nobody talking with me
I got fans in New Zealand, Whitey called me a demon
[E] And the terrorists, _ [Gm] goddammit, I couldn't believe it
[Eb] Vandiqued from the country, I never fall, never take off
Fucked [Cm] up as a pan, cha-cha, I [Gm] was a nigger
I clearly don't give a fuck, [Dm] so you can run that shit back
[Am] And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your [Eb] Snapchat
Shred bomb the greatest [Ab] fucking album since the days of Sound
And that shit [Gm] gon' crop just like that nigger that was never [Cm] around
Damn, he got the drop, gas him up, dick [E] exhaust
Young T, came [Ab] quick, hard to beat, dick is [Db] soft
He ain't lying, he [Eb] the truth, call him Simba, beast moves
Tyler, the creator, [Gm] slay the beast, yo
Put that fucking cow on my level, cause I'm raising the stakes
[C] Mama made you a promise, there's no more Section [G] 8
And when we ate with the steaks, [Fm] now our section [Cm] is great
Cause that's the level I'm at, my [Eb] niggas passing my plate, [Bb] yeah
Why, oh why, why, why, don't [E] say it like that
_ [G] Cause Nike [Eb] gave a lot of niggas checks
But I'm the only nigga to ever [Cm] check Nike
_ _ _ [Gm] Richer _ _
[Dm] than white people with black [F] kids _
[G] Scarier than black people with [Eb] ideas
Nobody can tell me where I'm [Cm] heading
But I feel like Michael [Gm] Jordan, Scottie Pippen at my wedding
[Cm] They say I'm crazy, but that's the best thing [G] going for me
You can't lynch [Ab] Marshawn or Tom [Db] Brady, Thorne, Timmy
I made a million [Eb] mistakes, but I'm successful in spite of them
I believe you like a fat trainer taking a bite of something
[Gm] I wanna turn the tanks to playgrounds
I'm drifting through the park, you ask me, are you still down?
Yeah, [Bbm] my nigga, it's on, it's [Ebm] on, it's on, [B] it's on
I [Cm] know they told their white daughters, don't [E] bring [Cm] home Jerome
I am the free nigga archetype
[D] I am the light [F] and the beacon
You can ask the deacon
[G] [Db] It's funny when you get extra [Eb] money
_ Every joke you tell just be extra funny
I mean, you can [Ab] even [Dm] dress extra bummy
_ [Em] Cocaine, bathroom break, no, it's extra [Cm] rummy
[Gm] And I gave you all I got, you still want extra from me
Oxford, [Cm] want a full blown lecture from [G] me
And the Lexus [E] pull up, like, hop, hop, [Dm] hop, hop
Go stop, _ step back, hold [Eb] up, nigga, you stuck, [Db] hold up
_ [B] I _ [G] _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ studied the [F] proportions, emotions running [G] out of Autobahn
Speed [Eb] level, had a drink with fear, and I was texting God
He said, I gave you a big dick, so go extra [Dm] hard _ _
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[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ Hold your fucking horses
_ Niggas really [Bb] fucking thought that he lost it
Like [D] I'm banning at an auction, been exhausted
I've been working while y'all [Bb] still in blue smoke like broken exhaust tips
_ _ [Bm] _ Fucking losers
Hold your fucking ponies, my homie
I [Bb] whip your donkey by my lonely
I eat pussy like [Bm] Shawnee, yeah
It's torture, homie, master of ceremonies
I [Gm] knock them down, domino effect, no [Bb] pepperoni, I swear
It's them [A] golf balls, like them hot [Cm] balls
For the nine, nine and two thousand
But it's the two thou [E] and the one four
And the one five, yo, what up, Wayne?
[Gm] What up, [Fm] slime nigga, go [Em] hard
Yeah, I'ma go [Cm] hard like the four [Bm] chain
Got too much [C] drive, need like ten [Dbm] lanes
Life is a brawl, then she get [Bm] brain
That's that road head, it's a dream call
Got [Gm] a full tank of that same, yeah, [C] I was born
That's that one, [Bm] nine, nine, one
Love a nigga like I, [Gm] you gon' find one
Cause nigga, I'm a God, a divine one
[Bm] My trigger finger wise, but my nine [Gm] dumb
Middle finger blind, so it's fuck A and Y [D] one
Fuck skating, die, [A] son, a hundred ways to die, [Gm] son
I'm staring at a trampoline, make my [Bm] eye jump
Use Adderall like a lawn, clocks make my high up
[Cm] Stakes are high, well [Bb] done at prime cut
Eat up [Bm] my stick, my rollie in her mouth, let the time come
She got hair like [Gm] Shanene, and eyes like Wanda, oh [Bm] my goodness
Wayne, the bitch is ugly, these niggas colder than Tommy
For [A] a day, we hitting models like Tony Park could [Gm] be hitting bottles
[Bm] Bitch, I'm going harder than yellow cabbies stopping for [Ab] Lionel
Black [Gm] ass nigga, they be ducking this nigga
Shout out to Donald Sterling, boy, let's get [Gbm] it scrimmage
And cut some [Cm] niggas, I bring the clippings
And a couple owners, that's kinda German
We bring [Abm] the nooses and a couple trees
Where the money growing, get bodies [Gm] burning
Cause I'm trying to [Fm] hang like I'm Mr.
[Em] Cooper or Julia [Cm] Merlin
With some [D] niggas from Alabama, [G] [F] Birmingham
I need [E] music all over the street like Eric [D] [Bm] Sermon
Buzz, fuck buzz, maybe we should team [Bb] up
Anti-golf boys, cause I don't fuck with me either
[D] I'm a liar, I'm a faggot, oh son, you need G-Dog
[Gm] I heard he left [Dm] Sunset to go on tour with Yeezus
[Bm] Well, _ I'm praying [Gbm] for the new Yeezus
[Bb] And you pussies praying that we squash the beef like [D] Zucchini
I know, it ain't game, nor fame, nor tame
[Bb] Our name not strange, nor