Post Malone – Feel (Guitar)

Bm               Em
She talkin' that noise, take her lovin' with the dawn, always talkin' on the phone

Bm
After we fuck in the morn' she wake up, she wearin' my clothes

Em
She always be callin' my phone

    Am
She always be stealin' my clothes, yeah

G         D                                                      Am
Askin' me how does it feel when you know you could buy it at the store, yeah

          Em
Yeah, I'm bringin' that down to the floor

Em
I'm droppin' the foreign in foreign

       Bm
Hey, I came a long way on my own, ay

Bm
I'm doin' this shit on my own, ay

  Em
I don't give a fuck what I'm told, ay

  G                     Bm
I came a long way on my own, ay

                          D
Now her pussy made out of gold, ay

D
I swear her pussy ownin' my soul

             Em
She got that soldier

                    C
Four days a hundred thousand

               Bm
Forever like a diamond

                     D
She bring me back to life, yeah

               G
I'm so fly I'm moshin'

                      C
Quit talkin' all that nonsense

               Bm
I'm just tryna fuck you 'til you don't know nothin'

           Em
I cross my t's and dot my i's yeah I'm for real (yeah, I'm for real)

           Bm
He hold me down (she hold me down) yeah that's my shit (that's my shit)

           Em
He buy whatever, he know the drill (know the drill)

           Bm
Don't need no pill (no pill, no)

   G                               Bm Em   D Bm    G C Em  C       Bm
He whispered in my ear and told me feel,  feel,   feel,    oh, oh, oh

D              Am
He love that I say what I feel

C
He feel what I say 'cause it's real

                Bm
You couldn't forget, I never changed up on my set

                                                   Em
And I only make calls to collect, that's why we connect

Em
We can go half on a jet, baby we on to the next

             Bm
Fuck all the stress

Bm
Fuckin' with bitches who's new to the game when you got you a vet

           Em                                Bm
I know you like it when I act like I'm still shy

                                           D
Then turn around and put that thing in overdrive

            Em   G
I'm down to ride

                    D
I'ma keep you on my shoulder

Bm           D                                        G
'Cause every cold nigga need a bitch that's ten times colder

           Em
I cross my t's and dot my i's yeah I'm for real (yeah, I'm for real)

           Bm
He hold me down (she hold me down) yeah that's my shit (that's my shit)

           Em
He buy whatever, he know the drill (know the drill)

           Bm
Don't need no pill (no pill, no)

   G                               Bm Em   D Bm    G C Em  C       Bm  D
He whispered in my ear and told me feel,  feel,   feel,    oh, oh, oh

     Em
Hey, fuck me 'til I can't see straight

                   Bm
Make me think that hoe was a mistake

C
I just need to feel you all the time

          Bm        Em C
Ride hoe, ride hoe, alright