BROCKHAMPTON – Twisted (Guitar)

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TABBED by bizzlex94 Song structure: Intro + Verse 0:00 to 0:42 -- |Fm7 |Fm7 |Fm7 |Cm7 Gm Em/B x3 Chorus 0:42 to 1:10 -- |Fm7 |Fm7 |Fm7 |Cm7 G7 x2 Verse 2 + 3 1:11 to 2:36 -- |Fm7 |Fm7 |Fm7 |Cm7 Gm Em/B x4 then |Fm7 |Fm7 |Fm7 |Cm7 Chorus 2:36 to 3:04 -- |Fm7 |Fm7 |Fm7 |Cm7 G7 x2 Outro 3:05 to 3:18 -- |Fm7 |Fm7 |Fm7 |Cm7 Gm Em/B [Intro: DJ Bobbito Garcia]

Fm7  Fm7  Fm7  Cm7  Gm              Em/B
                    Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]

Fm7
  Some days I just don't feel it (Don't feel it)

     Fm7
Some days I want my days to pass right by and change my spirits (Yeah)

     Fm7
Your hatin' made me fearless (Me fearless)

                              Cm7
If it do not make me happy or bread

                  Gm                         Em/B
Then, dawg, well, I just can't deal with it (Deal with it)

         Fm7
Swear to God I'm 'bout my business (My business, yeah)

Got both of these boys kissin' (Straight kissin')

      Fm7
These drinks, they got me spinnin' (Spinnin')

                                   Fm7
B boy, the way they twistin' up my words

For months they said I was missin'

         Cm7
Man, the world ain't out to get ya

     Gm            Em/B
They just tryna dismiss ya, 'miss ya, 'miss ya

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract & bearface]

Fm7
Yeah

                                        Fm7
They keep twistin' up my words, shawty (Yeah)

                                       Fm7
Got me stuck right in the dirt, shawty (Yeah)

All day, all night, I worry, shawty like

                  Cm7                                 G7                                Fm7
Shawty like, (The luxury suite (shawty like) with the marble floors) shawty like (Yeah, ooh)

                                       Fm7
They keep twistin' up my words, shawty (Yeah)

                                        Fm7
Got me stuck right in the dirt, shawty (Yeah, Ooh, fun)

I think all night, I worry, shawty like

     Cm7                                 G7
(The luxury suite (shawty like) with the marble floors) shawty like (Yeah, ooh)

[Verse 2: Jabari Manwa]

Fm7
  Tryna' drag my name in the dirt

There they go twistin' my words

Fm7
  Talkin' 'bout this what he say she say

Fm7
  Tell 'em I don't give a fuck

Tell 'em It ain't my concern

Cm7
  You ain't gotta be in my world

Gm                              Em/B
 Talkin' 'bout this what he say she say

I don't give a fuck

 Fm7
(Give a fuck, give a fuck)

Fm7
  Stay ridin' 'round with my team, we don't give a fuck

Fm7
  I keep my space serene, still don't give a fuck

Cm7                       Gm            Em/B
  They don't wanna see me gleam, I been knew wassup (Yeah, okay, yeah)

[Verse 3: Christian Alexander]

     Fm7
My attention span is outrageous

So invested 'til you come faceless

            Fm7
Where's the finish line that I can walk towards?

'Cause otherwise I'm on vacation

     Fm7
My location gone, my dick is long

I'm up and down till I make a song

    Cm7
Now tell me what I'm doin' wrong

         Gm                   Em/B
So I can leave your ass and I make you feel neglected

Fm7
Paranoid and uninvested

                              Fm7
My money's gone but there's a bigger picture I got goin' on

"Who you signin' to?" "When the album come?"

           Fm7
"When your next shit drop can you make a song that goes to the lines of goin' through?"

            Cm7
'Cause your new shit's good, but I gotta say

       Gm                       Em/B
When I heard those chords I was blown away

     Fm7
Nah, fuck that, my family just wants their son back

                     Fm7
Lucky me, I'm just a scumbag

I watch a little TV, then it's back to the lab again

                Fm7
Workin' nights 'cause I wanna compete with producers

Out do these brain-dead losers

          Cm7                            Gm
Yeah, you hate me, that's excuses, and I hate you too

   Em/B                Fm7
If we were in the same room I think I'd fuck you too

                                                  Fm7
I'm done with playin' games, you lame excuse of a stoner boy

I'm tired of people weighin' me down I'm about to drown in this empty void cause

Fm7
  Hey, I'm done with playin' games, shawty

Cm7
  Yeah, she wanna suck my dick, shawty

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract & bearface]

Fm7
Yeah

                                        Fm7
They keep twistin' up my words, shawty (Yeah)

                                       Fm7
Got me stuck right in the dirt, shawty (Yeah)

All day, all night, I worry, shawty like

                  Cm7                                 G7                                Fm7
Shawty like, (The luxury suite (shawty like) with the marble floors) shawty like (Yeah, ooh)

                                       Fm7
They keep twistin' up my words, shawty (Yeah)

                                        Fm7
Got me stuck right in the dirt, shawty (Yeah, Ooh, fun)

I think all night, I worry, shawty like

     Cm7                                 G7
(The luxury suite (shawty like) with the marble floors) shawty like (Yeah, ooh)

[Outro: Ryan Beatty]

Fm7
Nobody sees it like we do

Fm7
Nobody knows what we've been through

            Fm7                                         Cm7
It's been a hell of a year, but I know you got me and I got you

    Gm                Em/B
Now look at the love, look at the love

N.C. Nobody sees it like we do N.C. Nobody knows what we've been through N.C. It's been a hell of a year, but I know you got me and I got you N.C. Now look at the love, look at the love