On the 29th of July 2022, the track was released. The track was written by Aristos Petrou & Scott Arceneaux Jr..
Chords Info
- Tuning: Standard(E A D G B E)
- Key: Fm
- Capo: 1st fret
- Chords: Em, C, G
- BPM: 133
- Suggested Strumming:
- D= Down Stroke, U = Upstroke, N.C= No Chord
Guitar Chords | Ukulele Chords |
Em – 022000 C – x32010 G – 320003 | Em – 0402 C – 0003 G – 0232 |
Track Info
- Song: 1000 Blunts
- Artist: $uicideboy$
- Written by Aristos Petrou & Scott Arceneaux Jr.
- Produced by Budd Dwyer & Sambo Bachrack
- Album: Sing Me a Lullaby My Sweet Temptation
- Released Date: 29 July 2022
[Chorus]
Em Hold tight, hold tight C I know this in my mind,
G
I know this in my mind, hey Em Hold tight, hold tight C I know this in my mind,
G
I know this in my mind, oh hey Em Hold tight, hold tight C I know this in my mind,
G
I know this in my mind, hey Em Hold tight, hold tight C I know this in my mind,
G
I know this in my mind, oh hey [Verse]
Em Yo, light that cigarette,
I'm trippin',
Ash it on my b*tches C Taking my dose, I never skip it,
G
Still in my hood, a pistol gripping Em Still got a hundred blunts,
Got that Bape up in my cup C Stay with a b*tch in the cut,
G
Who stay with my d*ck in her guts Em Wetto the King of the Grey, Self park,
I don't f*ck with the valet, sheesh C Private jet, f*ck a delay,
G
Went to Paris and back in a day Em Okay, no, I'm never okay,
b*tch, stop asking C Came up, supported my family,
G
Just for that,
They should give me a Grammy, uh Em Running and ducking the slammer,
Thinking 'bout cocking the hammer C The lights, the glitter, the glamor,
G
None of this s*it even matters Em None of this s*it make me happy,
Wound up in rehab instead of a casket C Locking me up and they had
The rooms padded,
G
Made a straight jacket my fashion Em Ruby da Motherf*cker,
Grim reaping,
I'm undercover C Soul seeking,
I found another b*tch,
G
Who's thinking that
I'm her lover, no Em Reason I keep on shrugging,
Blunt is cashed,
Let's keep 'em coming C Only weed keeps me from
Bugging and from
G
Seeking out more destruction Em I'm a pro at self-doubt, but
C G
I doubt I'll ever knooooow Em That these b*tches want me to
Fly 'em out,
C
Just because I upped the glooooow Em All these f*ckboys wanna be me,
But they keep it on the low C And talk s*it about me and my cousin,
G
While we're thumbing through our dough Em All this fame is such a curse,
Sometimes I wish I was a ghost C Watch me raise the f*cking dead next time
G
I'm on stage at a shoooow [Interlude]
Em C G Haunted, haunted Em C G haunted, haunted [Chorus]
Em Haunted, haunted,
C
I can't escape my mind G It's like I'm doing time,
All the time Em Exhausted, lost it,
C
Just one little line Have this talk with
G
God all the time, yeah Em Haunted, haunted,
C
I can't escape my mind G It's like I'm doing time,
All the time Em Exhausted, lost it,
C
Just one little line Have this talk with
G
God all the time, yeah
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