Apple Pie Travis Scott
Bm | G | F# | Bm
Capo:4
[Intro: Travi$ Scott]
She say your bad ass [Bm]always had a [G]thing for sweets[F#] [Bm]
Guess that's [Bm]why I'm so hot [G]on the street[F#] [Bm]
Won't you and [Bm]your friends come [G]eat with me[F#] [Bm]
And let me show you how to [Bm]whip that [G]recipe
[F#]She say your bad ass [Bm]always had a [G]thing for sweets[F#] [Bm]
Guess that's [Bm]why I'm so hot [G]on the street[F#] [Bm]
Won't you come[Bm] over and [G]eat with me[F#]
[Bm]And let me show you how to [Bm]whip-whip-[G]whip-[F#]whip that recipe[Bm]
[Verse 1: Travi$ Scott]
[Bm]I don't want [G]your apple pie, [F#]mama[Bm]
[Bm]I ain't tryna [G]dap up niggas [F#]blockin' me[Bm]
[Bm]Made it out t[G]he spot, straight to qu[F#]intana[Bm]
And I'm [Bm]still that nigga with[G] diamonds on my [F#]blocka[Bm]
I say when they come [Bm]at me I [G]bet they have some [F#]backup[Bm]
I bet I take your [Bm]b**ch, she take that [G]dick straight up the [F#]stasher[Bm]
Keep an ounce of [Bm]garlic just to [G]keep away the [F#]Draculas[Bm]
I just seek out to [Bm]find my [G]home, why can't they just [F#]leave me[Bm] 'lone
[Book: Travi$ Scott]
Cause I don't [Bm]want your apple [G]pie, no no [F#]mama[Bm]
[Bm]I don't want [G]your apple pie, [F#]no[Bm]
[Bm]I don't want [G]your apple pie, [F#]mami[Bm]
I don't [Bm]want your app[G]le pie no [F#]more[Bm]
I need my own [Bm]pepper pepper, [G]please, pepper, [F#]pepper seeds[Bm]
I need my own [Bm]reme-re[G]medy, my own [F#]legacy[Bm]
Yeah [Bm]I don't want [G]your apple pie,[F#] mama[Bm]
I need my own [Bm]pepper please my [G]own lega[F#]cy, my own [Bm]recipe
[Verse 2: Travi$ Scott]
I [Bm]came to get it [G]nominated
From a [F#]spot that y'all seen [Bm]Bun B blow up
I [Bm]hate to break your [G]heart, I bet I'll make the [F#]mark
That y'all see a lega[Bm]cy go up
Go[Bm]yard done break your [G]pockets
Boy I'm out in [F#]Paris lettin' all these [Bm]beats go up
I [Bm]make in one [G]appearance what these niggas [F#]hatin' makin' in four [Bm]seasons
[Bm]H-Town, know [G]we gon' stunt
[F#]I'm for real and your [Bm]Rollie tick
[Bm]Look b**ch, [G]this the Rodeo
But I ain't [F#]goin' out for [Bm]your bullsh*t
[Bm]I don't want [G]your apple pie,[F#] mama[Bm]
[Bm]I don't wanna [G]dap up niggas [F#]blockin' [Bm]me
[Bm]I am eve[G]rything except a [F#]rapper[Bm]
sh*t I got at [Bm]least twenty-[G]five lighters on my [F#]dresser[Bm]
[Bridge: Travi$ Scott]
Rocks [Bm]in the [G]night[F#] [Bm]
Rocks [Bm]in the [G]night[F#] [Bm]
Rocks [Bm]in the [G]night[F#] [Bm]
Rocks [Bm]in the [G]night[F#] [Bm]
Rocks [Bm]in the [G]night[F#] [Bm]
Rocks [Bm]in the [G]night[F#] [Bm]
[Outro: T.I.]
[Bm]Que sera [G]sera, [F#]so the story [Bm]goes
[Bm]On and on and [G]back and forth, the [F#]evolution's [Bm]absolute
[Bm]Tours and shows and [G]groupie whores
Wouldn't[F#] hesitate if he [Bm]had to shoot
Though he'd [Bm]rather not[G]
Forever been the [F#]elephant in the [Bm]room
That [Bm]everyone can't [G]wait to run and tell [F#]about[Bm]
The [Bm]head to the [G]body of the bel[F#]ligerent [Bm]militant group
That [Bm]sponsors the revo[G]lution that will [F#]not be [Bm]televised
[Bm]Decide to cross those [G]lil' guys, you've [F#]obviously been [Bm]ill-advised
[Bm]Yet and still, the [G]question that arises to the mind[F#] [Bm]
Will he make it?[Bm/G] Was it worth it?[F#/Bm]
Did he win?[Bm/G] Will he surviv[F#]e the [Bm]Rodeo?
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