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Intro: G# | G# | Eb | Eb | Fm Fm | C# | C# C#maj Eb Ebadd11 } ×2 G# And I always find, yeah, Eb I always find something wrong. You been putting up with my shit Fm Just way too long. I’m so gifted at finding C# What I don’t like the most. C#maj So I think it’s time Eb G# For us to have a toast. Chorus: G# Let’s have a toast For the douchebags. Let’s have a toast Eb For the assholes. Let’s have a toast For the scumbags. Fm Every one of them that I know. Let’s have a toast For the jerk-offs. C# That’ll never take work off. Baby, I got a plan: Eb G# Run away fast as you can. G# She find pictures in my email. I sent this girl a picture Eb Of my dick. I don’t know what it is with females, Fm But I’m not too good with that shit. See, I could have me a good girl, And still be addicted C# To them hood rats. And I just blame everything on you. C#maj At least you know Eb G# That’s what I’m good at. G# And I always find, yeah, I always find Yeah, I always find Eb Something wrong. You been putting up with my shit Fm Just way too long. I’m so gifted at finding C# What I don’t like the most. C#maj So I think it’s time Eb G# For us to have a toast. Chorus: G# Let’s have a toast For the douchebags. Let’s have a toast Eb For the assholes. Let’s have a toast For the scumbags. Fm Every one of them that I know. Let’s have a toast For the jerk-offs. C# That’ll never take work off. Baby, I got a plan: Eb G# Run away fast as you can. Bridge: G# G#sus4 Run away from me, baby, G# Run away. Eb Eb6 Run away from me, baby, Eb7 Fm Run away. When it starts to get crazy, Then run away. C# Babe, I got a plan: C#maj Eb Run away as fast as you can. G# Run away from me, baby, Run away. Eb Run away from me, baby, Run away. Fm When it starts to get crazy, Why can’t she just run away? C# Baby, I got a plan: C#maj Eb Run away as fast as you can. G# Twenty-four seven, three sixty-five, Pussy stays on my mind. Eb I-I-I-I did it. Alright, alright, I admit it. Now pick your next move. You can leave or live with it. Fm Ichabod Crane with that Motherfucking top off. Split and go where? C# Back to wearing knockoffs? Haha. Knock it off, Neiman’s, shop it off. C#maj Let’s talk over Mai Tais, Eb Waitress, top it off. G# Hoes like vultures wanna fly In your Freddy loafers. You can’t blame ’em, G#sus4 G# Eb They ain’t never seen Versace sofas. Every bag, every blouse, Every bracelet. Eb6 Comes with a price tag, Eb7 Fm Baby, face it. You should leave If you can’t accept the basics. Plenty hoes in The baller-nigga matrix. C# Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless. C#maj Eb I’m just young, rich, and tasteless, P! G# Never was much of a romantic. Eb I could never take the intimacy. And I know I did damage. ’Cause the look in your eyes Fm Is killing me. I guess you knew of that advantage. ’Cause you could blame me C# For everything. And I don’t know how I’ma manage. C#maj Eb G# If one day, you just up and leave. G# And I always find, yeah, Eb I always find something wrong. You been putting up with my shit Fm Just way too long. I’m so gifted at finding C# What I don’t like the most. C#maj So I think it’s time Eb G# For us to have a toast. Chorus: G# Let’s have a toast For the douchebags. Let’s have a toast Eb For the assholes. Let’s have a toast For the scumbags. Fm Every one of them that I know. Let’s have a toast For the jerk-offs. C# That’ll never take work off. Baby, I got a plan: C#maj Eb Run away fast as you can. Instrumental: G# | G# G# G#sus4 G# | Eb | Eb Eb Eb6 Eb7 | Fm | Fm | C# | C# C#maj Eb Ebadd11 | G# | G#
Published 10.09.26