Feel  by post Malone
Key: BmBm | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro
Bm Em
Verse
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'
Chorus
           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
Verse
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
Chorus
           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
Bridge
     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
Outro
Em D Bm D C Em D Bm