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Intro: Bb | Bb | F | F | Gm Gm | Eb | Eb Ebmaj F Fadd11 } ×2 Bb And I always find, yeah, F I always find something wrong. You been putting up with my shit Gm Just way too long. I’m so gifted at finding Eb What I don’t like the most. Ebmaj So I think it’s time F Bb For us to have a toast. Chorus: Bb Let’s have a toast For the douchebags. Let’s have a toast F For the assholes. Let’s have a toast For the scumbags. Gm Every one of them that I know. Let’s have a toast For the jerk-offs. Eb That’ll never take work off. Baby, I got a plan: F Bb Run away fast as you can. Bb She find pictures in my email. I sent this girl a picture F Of my dick. I don’t know what it is with females, Gm But I’m not too good with that shit. See, I could have me a good girl, And still be addicted Eb To them hood rats. And I just blame everything on you. Ebmaj At least you know F Bb That’s what I’m good at. Bb And I always find, yeah, I always find Yeah, I always find F Something wrong. You been putting up with my shit Gm Just way too long. I’m so gifted at finding Eb What I don’t like the most. Ebmaj So I think it’s time F Bb For us to have a toast. Chorus: Bb Let’s have a toast For the douchebags. Let’s have a toast F For the assholes. Let’s have a toast For the scumbags. Gm Every one of them that I know. Let’s have a toast For the jerk-offs. Eb That’ll never take work off. Baby, I got a plan: F Bb Run away fast as you can. Bridge: Bb Bbsus4 Run away from me, baby, Bb Run away. F F6 Run away from me, baby, F7 Gm Run away. When it starts to get crazy, Then run away. Eb Babe, I got a plan: Ebmaj F Run away as fast as you can. Bb Run away from me, baby, Run away. F Run away from me, baby, Run away. Gm When it starts to get crazy, Why can’t she just run away? Eb Baby, I got a plan: Ebmaj F Run away as fast as you can. Bb Twenty-four seven, three sixty-five, Pussy stays on my mind. F I-I-I-I did it. Alright, alright, I admit it. Now pick your next move. You can leave or live with it. Gm Ichabod Crane with that Motherfucking top off. Split and go where? Eb Back to wearing knockoffs? Haha. Knock it off, Neiman’s, shop it off. Ebmaj Let’s talk over Mai Tais, F Waitress, top it off. Bb Hoes like vultures wanna fly In your Freddy loafers. You can’t blame ’em, Bbsus4 Bb F They ain’t never seen Versace sofas. Every bag, every blouse, Every bracelet. F6 Comes with a price tag, F7 Gm Baby, face it. You should leave If you can’t accept the basics. Plenty hoes in The baller-nigga matrix. Eb Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless. Ebmaj F I’m just young, rich, and tasteless, P! Bb Never was much of a romantic. F I could never take the intimacy. And I know I did damage. ’Cause the look in your eyes Gm Is killing me. I guess you knew of that advantage. ’Cause you could blame me Eb For everything. And I don’t know how I’ma manage. Ebmaj F Bb If one day, you just up and leave. Bb And I always find, yeah, F I always find something wrong. You been putting up with my shit Gm Just way too long. I’m so gifted at finding Eb What I don’t like the most. Ebmaj So I think it’s time F Bb For us to have a toast. Chorus: Bb Let’s have a toast For the douchebags. Let’s have a toast F For the assholes. Let’s have a toast For the scumbags. Gm Every one of them that I know. Let’s have a toast For the jerk-offs. Eb That’ll never take work off. Baby, I got a plan: Ebmaj F Run away fast as you can. Instrumental: Bb | Bb Bb Bbsus4 Bb | F | F F F6 F7 | Gm | Gm | Eb | Eb Ebmaj F Fadd11 | Bb | Bb
Published 10.09.26