Аккорды к песне ​Travis Scott — DUMBO

 
for easy: key "-3" 
 
[Intro] 
Cm 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
Hey 
Yeah 
Man, let's go 
 
[Pre-Chorus] 
Cm 
Can't nobody pop it like I    Do (Pop it) 
Tour and drop like I   Do (I) 
Forty in a seven like I     Do (Seven) 
'Caine, she sniff, she hachoo (Hachoo, let's go) 
Still TEC pop when they try you (Woo) 
Big toting, nothin' by you (It's lit) 
Pristine cut out of the bayou (Skit) 
That Oyster right on the dial (Oyst') 
That marble right on the tile (Moist) 
That body too great (Huh) 
That private, didn't I fly you? (Huh) 
That whole 'fit, didn't I style you? (Huh) 
Took codeine, it's been a while (Huh) 
 
[Chorus] 
Cm 
I bet she goin' dumbo (Dummy) 
I bet she goin' dumbo (That bitch a dummy) 
I bet she goin' dumbo (Woo) 
I bet she goin' dumbo (Straight up) 
I bet she goin' dumbo 
I bet she goin' dumb 
 
[Refrain] 
Gm                             G# 
Come on, let it fall to the waistline 
         Cm                  A# 
You get wasted, just don't waste mine 
Gm                           G# 
You get wasted, just don't waste mine 
        Cm                   A# 
You get wasted, just don't waste mine 
Gm                               G# 
Confetti, let it fall to your waistline 
        Cm                   A# 
You get wasted, just don't waste mine 
 
[Interlude] 
Gm G# Cm A# 
Right, right 
Woah (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woo) 
 
[Verse] 
Shawty, she nice, shawty, she love the green, shawty, she like that white 
Shawty geek mode, shawty in geek-geek mode, time to       Go get that flight 
Tryna get home, tryna get right back home, know they gon' get me hype (Hype, hype) 
Yeah, yeah, gotta sleep with one eye open 
Can't trust her, she stolen, but I'm already in too much motion 
That bitch tryna get her a promotion, twist my gas, pour my potion 
Can't tell if I'm hot or cold, hip on fire, wrist on frozen 
Don't know if she thick or slim, waist        Go in, ass explodin' 
I just went up again, just popped ten, no ibuprofen 
Back-to-back skin on skin, can I swim in this ocean? 
That come-down no emotion, yeah, yeah 
See, the whip ain't no regular body, the whip got a kit like BBL 
One digit on back of the truck and she's backin' it up, no CDL 
She with us, I say, "Who     Do you love?" And she tired of lust, I know she meant well 
See the difference when you on this side, lil' baby, the truth ain't hard to tell 
Chain on ice cream, can't melt, your nigga don't like me, oh, well 
Ain't no peace prize, Nobel, no more gang-gang, cartel 
Promise you it won't   Go well, shit get sticky, caramel 
Say your prayers, farewell, body color of pastel 
 
[Refrain] 
Come on, let it fall to the waistline 
You get wasted, just don't waste mine 
You get wasted, just don't waste mine 
You get wasted, just don't waste mine 
 
[Pre-Chorus] 
Can't nobody pop it like I    Do (Pop it) 
Tour and drop like I   Do (Ah) 
Forty in a seven like I     Do (Seven) 
'Caine, she sniff, she hachoo (High, hachoo) 
Still TEC pop when they try you (Woo) 
Big toting, nothin' by you (It's lit) 
Pristine cut out of the bayou (Skit) 
That Oyster right on the dial (Oyst') 
That marble right on the tile (Moist) 
That body too great (Huh) 
That private, didn't I fly you? (Huh) 
That whole 'fit, didn't I style you? (Huh) 
Took codeine, it's been a while (Huh) 
 
[Chorus] 
I bet she goin' dumbo (Dummy) 
I bet she goin' dumbo (That bitch a dummy) 
I bet she goin' dumbo (Woo) 
I bet she goin' dumbo (Straight up) 
I bet she goin' dumbo 
I bet she goin' dumb 
 
[Outro] 
Oyst'