Broken Whiskey Glass Chords & Lyrics Artist: Post Malone

VERSE 1
       Gm                             F      Dm
I done drank Codeine from a broken whiskey glass
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I done popped my pills and I smoked my share of grass
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Slaved for the man and I broke my fuckin' back
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So you can take your nine-to-five and shove it up your ass
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And I won't go on, like a highway to hell
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Going too damn fast, I spilled drink on my Chanel
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And I woke up and my room's fuckin' trashed like a damn hotel
Gm                            F                Dm
Where I go next, now, only time will tell
 
CHORUS
Gm  Dm
Ooo ooooh ooh
 
VERSE 2
       Gm                                       F        Dm
I done spent some time chasin' women that don't give a shit
       Gm                                   F        Dm
I done learned my lessons and I ain't never gon' forget
        Gm
Started callin' this shit, started ballin' and shit, started flickin' that wrist
           Dm
They ain't never listened now I'm makin' them hits so I'm fuckin' your bitch
      Gm
No it ain't nothing fickle for me to forget that you ever exist
        Dm
Bet you member my name when I pull up and dab with that, doesn't exist, skrrr
 
[Rap]
      Gm
Spill lean on supreme last Saturday, let that shit splash, motherfucker talk saucey
            Dm
Pass me the drugs, motherfucker let me shine
                                                           Gm
At the White House, call my homie Joe Biden, he flying out weed
Gm
Smokin' my dope, beggin' that that be the code
              Dm
Man, don't be silly, that shit you rockin' is old
Dm
Like it's been years since you been to the store
               Gm
Feel like Meek Milly but I ain't from Philly
Gm
I'm poppin' a wheelie, I show off my grillie
              Dm
I do this for really and for my family
Dm
Some shade every night, man, it's all so familiar
                 Gm
The bitches they killing me
Gm
Like, bitch are you kiddin' me?
Gm
Ballin', that shit, that shit killing me
              Dm
You can't get rid of me
Dm
Now you want my chain and my jeans but you no good at chemistry
 
CHORUS
Gm  Dm
Ooo ooooh ooh