Photo Id chords by Remi Wolf

• Difficulty: Intermediate

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)



Intro: Dominic Fike:
Dbmaj7
Ahaha, hahaha, shit, no

Oh, fuck
Abmaj7
Aw, man, tell the label

Tell the label


Verse 1: Remi Wolf:
Dbmaj7
New week, no sleep, no key, I lost 'em in the street
       Abmaj7
And no, I can't see without you
Dbmaj7
Billy and Badu, I'll follow you into any room
              Abmaj7
'Cause I can't hear without you

(Shit gets weird when you talk about it)


Chorus: Remi Wolf:
Dbmaj7                             Abmaj7
Lit in line, smile for the photo ID
                                Dbmaj7
Inside, that's where we can be free
                                     Abmaj7
Your highness, caught you sippin' on lean

Reminds me that's how it's 'posed to be


Verse 2: Remi Wolf:
Dbmaj7
Bitch, you fell asleep too fast

I want my money back
            Abmaj7
But I can't deal without you
Dbmaj7
Stuck behind your beat, I kick my feet up

You're so mean
            Abmaj7
But I can't dream without you

(Shit gets weird when you talk about it)


Chorus: Remi Wolf & Dominic Fike:
Dbmaj7                             Abmaj7
Lit in line, smile for the photo ID
                                   Dbmaj7
Inside, that's where we can be free
                                                   Abmaj7
Your highness (Yeah, ahaha), caught you sippin' on lean (Aight, pictures of my)

Reminds me that's how it's 'posed to be (Yeah-yeah-yeah, okay, okay)


Verse 3: Dominic Fike:
Dbmaj7
Aight, pictures of my friends on my Instagram

And photos of my toes on my OnlyFans
    Abmaj7
And visuals in these frames look better

Than the ones that she posted on Facebook
                         Dbmaj7
I'm ready when you wanna point that, shoot that, pop that

Polaroid that, screw that, chop that lean
                                  Abmaj7
The shit that only happened in my wildest dreams

The shit we talk about and listen to behind the screens
                                       Dbmaj7
And now we tryna stream consciousness (Ayy)

Baby, you be tryna stream songs like this
                                    Abmaj7
I told you I just want to remember this

I told you I be tryna create memories

But everybody 'round me want a check
     Dbmaj7
Only thing that keep me out of that bag full of that white

Or that bottle full of that red is photos on my desk
     Abmaj7
Only thing that keep me out of my head when I'm in bed

Is the photos on the wall back when we had it all
        Dbmaj7
So I be tryna keep track of it (Ayy)

Catch and then it vanish like a magic trick (Ayy)
               Abmaj7
'Specially when you was on Xans and shit (Ayy)

Truthfully, I don't even understand that shit, another stanza
   Dbmaj7
My bitch an actor, my homie managin', makin' sure that they payin' us
                                               Abmaj7
I'm just a natural when it come to pickin' the brands up

And I'm only twenty-five, G

Tell that bitch to take a picture for the photo ID (Fuck)


Chorus: Remi Wolf:
Dbmaj7                              Abmaj7
Lit in line, smile for the photo ID
                                    Dbmaj7
Inside, that's where we can be free
                                     Abmaj7
Your highness, caught you sippin' on lean

Reminds me that's how it's 'posed to be


Bridge: Remi Wolf:
Dbmaj7
Ooh, baby, turn off the light

You're gonna make my body fry
Abmaj7
Ooh, baby, don't you cry

Shit gets weird when you talk about it
Dbmaj7
Ooh, baby, turn off the light

You're gonna make my body fry
Abmaj7
Ooh, baby, don't you cry

Shit gets weird when you talk about it


Chorus: Remi Wolf:
             Dbmaj7                 Abmaj7
Lit in line, smile for the photo ID
                                     Dbmaj7
Inside, that's where we can be free
                                      Abmaj7
Your highness, caught you sippin' on lean

Reminds me that's how it's 'posed to be

NOTE:


 Dbmaj7 Can Be Played
e|-9--|
B|-9--|
G|-10-|
D|-10-|
A|-11-|
E|-9--|

 Abmaj7 Is
e|-4-|
B|-4-|
G|-5-|
D|-5-|
A|-6-|
E|-4-|