Key: E Verse 1: D Oh, you're Mr. No One Gets Me D You lock it down, but you're not ready G Say I'm crazy like insane G A God forbid I gave you my last name Chorus: D Hm, watch my necklace swing D
Hair flip then do my thing G G I look good, and I bet it hurts N.C. To lose the kind of woman that you never deserved D D Hm, put some Coldtrain on D D Sing another dive-bar Karaoke song G G He's a kissin' on me, he finally picked a winner N.C. You can't fill his Tecovas, baby, 'cause they're bigger Verse 2: D D Backtalk, I know you ain't 'bout to backtalk D D Bring me on up to bed and let me catwalk G G Swing, three strikes, you're out N.C. Let's bring a littlе tailgate action to the dugout Pre-Chorus: D D Calling up your roster, bookеd a trip to Broad City D D 'Cause you'll do anything that moves the street like Mickey G G How you think you're big-time 'cause you're on a salary A N.C. I'm sorry that you'll never buy a better personality Chorus: D D Mm, watch my necklace swing D D Hair flip, then I do my thing G G I look good and I bet it hurts A N.C. To lose the kind of woman that you never deserve D D Mm, some Coldtrain on D D Sing another dive-bar Karaoke song G G He's kissin' on me, he finally picked a winner A N.C. You can't fill his Tecovas, baby, 'cause they're bigger Bridge: D Life's so hard, no one understands D7 You don't like your dinner, Mr. Sam I Am G7 Turn your mixtape on, cry it out A7 Keep my name out of your mouth D 'Cause I'm Farrah Faucet in a thrift store dress D I could say more, you could say less G Your past were ribbon and cheap polyester A7 I'm only as sweet, you're spaghetti Western Out-Chorus: D D Mm, what you think about that? D D Tongues all tied, like "Blah, blah, blah" G G I look good, and you know I do N.C. Here comes the punchline, jokes on you D D So, hm, watch my necklace swing D D Hair flip, then I do my thing G G I look good, and you know it hurts A N.C. To lose the kind of woman that you never deserved D D Mm, put some Coldtrain on D D Sing another dive-bar karaoke song G G He's kissin' on me, finally picked the winner A N.C. You can't fill his Tecovas, baby, 'cause they're bigger
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