Holyfield by post Malone
Key: GG | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro
 G D F#m Bm
         Pre-Chorus
                   G                              D            
         You seem a little different from the last time I saw you
                                  F#m
         I hear it in the way you talk too
                                     Bm
         Don't know why you're tryna be somebody new (REPEAT)
     Chorus
     G                        D
     I'm faded off a whole pill
     D                           F#m
     Suburban swerve on ghost wheels
     F#m                                    Bm
     Bitch biting on my ear like I'm Holyfield
     Bm                                        G
     Got the gas and the splash like an oil spill
     G                                     D
     We don't give no fucks bout how you feel
     D                                       F#m
     We don't give no fucks, man, we ridin still
     F#m                                               Bm
     Ain't got no fucks to give, that's on moms for real
     Bm                                                G
     Ain't got no fucks to give, that's on moms for real
        Verse 1
 
            G                                               D
        I say send that cup over, they say they got one on the way
               F#m                                           Bm
        I said what part of "I am the shit" do you not understand?
        G                                               D
        She said she unemployed, but that mouth can work
                                                F#m
        You'll drown in the wave if you cannot surf
                                 Bm
        If you don't know how to surf
         Pre-Chorus
 
                           G                              D            
         You seem a little different from the last time I saw you
                                  F#m
         I hear it in the way you talk too
                                     Bm
         Don't know why you're tryna be somebody new (REPEAT)
     Chorus
 
     G                        D
     I'm faded off a whole pill
     D                           F#m
     Suburban swerve on ghost wheels
     F#m                                    Bm
     Bitch biting on my ear like I'm Holyfield
     Bm                                        G
     Got the gas and the splash like an oil spill
     G                                     D
     We don't give no fucks bout how you feel
     D                                       F#m
     We don't give no fucks, man, we ridin still
     F#m                                               Bm
     Ain't got no fucks to give, that's on moms for real
     Bm                                                G
     Ain't got no fucks to give, that's on moms for real
        Verse 2
        
        G                             D 
        I, I know this is a lot to take in right now
            F#m                                       Bm
        But all that I did was to make all my family royal
          G 
        I still got to stunt, I still got to flex
                D
        For the muhfuckers that said I wasn't going to be shit
              F#m                                 Bm
        Man I got to, I got to show that they're wrong
         Pre-Chorus
                           G                              D            
         You seem a little different from the last time I saw you
                                  F#m
         I hear it in the way you talk too
                                     Bm
         Don't know why you're tryna be somebody new