Juice WRLD - Blood On My Jeans - аккорды

[ Предположительная тональность: G ]

B
B
         B#m
Damn, I tried to stop,
C
Oh baby
   B
baby (Baby),
B
baby
B#m
babe (You literally are my everything)
C

[Chorus]
B
    Baby, I've been on the run 
B
    But I would never run from your love
B#m
    If you feel on my dick, there's a gun
 C
    Not right there, just a little above
B                                    B
   I value my relationship, it's forever,

 But I've been cheatin' on the drugs
B#m
    Broke up with codeine, need a new plug
  C
    Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em
B
    Huh, lean,
B
   Huh, Put Biscotti in my
B#m
lungs, I'm smokin' green,
C
   Chopper on  me, I don't
B
talk, I just up the beam,
B
Huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave
B#m
(Yeah)I ain't leave a clue on the scene
C
Close range, so I got blood on my jeans

[Verse]
B
Saints Row cup, ain't no red in my lean
B
Bankrolled up, I been swimmin' in green
B#m

                  C
Still a blue face king
                                  B
Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean
                                    B
I know my haters hate to see me succeed
                                                 B#m
If they get the chance, they'll end up murderin' me
                              C
That shit got me laughin', haha
                                  B
Kel-Tec get to rappin', grrah, grrah
                         B
Fuck nigga, I'm your father
                       B#m
Don't matter if you older
                       C
They say age is just a number,
                              B
If that's the case, I'm way over
                       B
Than who? These niggas

And these bitches that think that they get it
B#m
For a backstage pass, she'll suck the dick
       C
Bitch, I got a bitch, better get you a ticket
B
Walk through the night with my gun like a creep
       B
On my shirt Maison Martin, my shoes double-C
        B#m
I don't know what it's gonna take you to believe
C
I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you
B
 (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
B
I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you
B#m
    You stuck with me,
       C
 apologies for my fuckery

[Chorus]
B
    Baby, I've been on the run 
B
    But I would never run from your love
B#m
    If you feel on my dick, there's a gun
 C
    Not right there, just a little above
B                                    B
   I value my relationship, it's forever,

 But I've been cheatin' on the drugs
B#m
    Broke up with codeine, need a new plug
  C
    Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em
B
    Huh, lean,
B
   Huh, Put Biscotti in my
B#m
lungs, I'm smokin' green,
C
   Chopper on  me, I don't
B
talk, I just up the beam,
B
Huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave
B#m
(Yeah)I ain't leave a clue on the scene
C
Close range, so I got blood on my jeans

 (Fade out)
B  B  B#m C
B  B  B#m C
B  B  B#m C
B  B  B#m C