Juice WRLD – Empty Out Your Pockets (Guitar)

G#m  B  E  F#
'Cause I need all that, yeah

 G#m  B  E  F#
Empty out your pockets

 G#m                                 B
Empty out your pockets, I need all that

           E                     F#
I get the millions, then I fall back

        G#m
Niggas chameleons, they'll change for some

B
change

     E
The days ain't the same, niggas switch for

    F#
the fame

      G#m
Louis Vuitton, I'm in my bag

  B                   E
Get high then my memory gone, I been

 F#          G#m                        B
I ride like electric guitars, I be ragin'

      E                              F#
Count big knots, look like yellow pages

  G#m                     B
I run it like a race, get in the way

 E                         F#
Brodie got the aim to blow you away

     G#m                                B
The next day you in the newspaper on the

 E
Prayin' for forgiveness 'cause it happened

    F#
on a Sunday

 G#m                              B
Back to the cash, rack after rack, so many

  E
racks that I sag

                      F#
I just bought a bike, catch me

      G#m
Doin' wheelies in the backstreet

                            B
Like I'm from where Meek Mill be

         E
Put the dead in dead serious

                         F#
You try me, then you will bleed

     G#m
On my wrist it's an icy, no it ain't

  B
melting

         E
Turn my closet to a freezer, AP on the

 F#
shelf (Gleam)

  G#m                                     B
Everybody doubted me, they ain't give me no

            E
So all this money in my pocket, I'ma spend

        F#
it by myself

G#m                        B
I bet you never felt this pain I felt

 E                                    F#
When mom ain't had no money and them bills

            G#m
brought hell

                    B         E
That's when G-Money hit my cell

                                    F#
Next day would've fucked up and ended up in

     G#m
 a cell

B    E                        F#
  Oh Hell (fucked up and ended up in a

     G#m
cell)

B   E         F#         G#m
Oh Hell (ended up in a cell, yeah, yeah,

G#m                                 B
Empty out your pockets, I need all that

           E                     F#
I get the millions, then I fall back

        G#m
Niggas chameleons, they'll change for some

B
change

     E
The days ain't the same, niggas switch for

    F#
the fame

      G#m
Louis Vuitton, I'm in my bag

  B                   E
Get high then my memory gone, I been

 F#          G#m                        B
I ride like electric guitars, I be ragin'

      E                              F#
Count big knots, look like yellow pages