LiL PEEP - Five Degrees - аккорды

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Song: Five Degrees
Artist: Lil Peep

R.I.P LIL PEEP

Pay attention to the tuning in this song. Only the lowest three strings are needed to play it, but they
must be tuned correctly or else the song will not sound right at all.

 e|---------------------------------|-----------------------------------|
 B|---------------------------------|-----------------------------------|
 G|---------------------------------|-----------------------------------|
G#|-----0-------0-------0-------0---|----4-------4-------4--------------|
 G|---5---5---5-------3---3---3-----|--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---0----|
C#|-4-------4-----42-------2-----2|0-------0-------0-------0---0------|

 e|---------------------------------|-----------------------------------|
 B|---------------------------------|-----------------------------------|
 G|---------------------------------|-----------------------------------|
G#|-----0-------0-------0-------0---|----0-------0-------0--------------|
 G|---5---5---5-------3---3---3-----|--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---0----|
C#|-4-------4-----42-------2-----2|0-------0-------0-------0---0------|

That accounts for about the whole thing, play the first line and then the second line and then first
and then second and so on.


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[Hook]
Worry 'bout yourself, baby, I'll be good
I just wanna die in peace tonight
You can see it in my face, so I wear my hood
Feelin' like it's five degrees tonight
Everybody cold where I come from
Cut your mans down, you was lookin' for a come up
Next summer, I'll be on a island, with your bitch and a bottle
And a pocket full of numbers

[Verse]
Don't stutter, slang from the gutter
Got bang for ya' butter
Got my name from my mother
No other, shinin' thru' the shutter
Say she over me
Whatever, 'cause she underneath my cover
Bet you wish you had my flow
I know I'm dope, I could ask your Ho
Bet you wish you got me mad
You don't, you won't, not never
Stop blowin' up my phone

[Interlude]
Yo, run that shit back for me

[Hook]
Worry 'bout yourself, baby, I'll be good
I just wanna die in peace tonight
You can see it in my face, so I wear my hood
Feelin' like it's five degrees tonight
Everybody cold where I come from
Cut your mans down, you was lookin' for a come up
Next summer, I'll be on a island, with your bitch and a bottle
And a pocket full of numbers