Thru Your Phone

Tom:
  F  Dm7  Am   C   F   Dm7  Am    C
D7sus4

[Verse]
Look
               F
I just want to break up all your shit
Dm7    Am
D7sus4
Call your mama phone, let her know that she raised a bitch
C
(stop) N.C.
Then dial tone, click
                     F
And fuck your little fake ass friends
Dm7
D7sus4
Come around acting like they my bros
             Am
I seen y'all little group texts
                      C
Where you all like to brag about your hoes
            F
And you can tell your little bitch
Dm7
D7sus4
I screenshotted all her naked pics
                   Am
Oh, you wanna send nudes to my man?
C
(stop)
Wake up and see your boobs on the 'gram?

[Verse]
F    Dm7
N.C. D7sus4
Little bitch, I cannot stand you, right hand to Jesus
I might just cut all the tongues out your sneakers
Am
Smash your TV from Best Buy
C
You gon' turn me into into Left Eye
F
I don't wanna hear 'bout invasion of privacy
Dm7
D7sus4
I had a feeling, it turns out you lie to me
    Am
I'm holding back everything that's inside of me
C
(stop) N.C.
How you all fuckin' with bitches that follow me?

[Bridge]
   F                Dm7       Dm     Am
My heart is beating like it's bleeding out
                       C
(You sleeping, you sleeping, you sleeping)
        C/G
You sleeping like a baby
F            Dm7     Dm    Am
Everyone was right about you now, and

[Refrão]
                       C                 C/G
(You creeping, you creeping, you creeping)

[Chorus]
  F              F6              Dm7
I went through your phone last night
       Dm         Am        Asus4 C6 C
I went through your phone last night
  F           F6          Dm7
Saw some things I didn't like
       Dm         Am              Asus4 C6
I went through your phone last night
     C
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh

[Verse]
F                        Dm7
All I can see is you and her in different scenarios
   Am                   C
Beyoncé on my stereo, resentment on repeat
F    Dm7
(stop)
I'mma make a bowl of cereal with a teaspoon of bleach
Am    C
(stop)
Serve it to you like, "Here you go, nigga, bon appétit"
F
N.C.
Look did you give it to her raw? You love her or nah?
                    Dm7                    Dm
You risk your whole home for a hoe from the bar?
    Am
You really want them hoes? You can have them bitches
C
You don't even cheat with no bad bitches

[Verse]
F
This shit is eating me, you sleeping peacefully
Dm7                      Dm
Getting more mad at you, thinking 'bout stabbing you
Am
Don't even know that you this close to dying
C
(stop) N.C.
You gon' wake up like, "Why you got an attitude?"

[Bridge]
   F                Dm7       Dm     Am
My heart is beating like it's bleeding out
                        C
(You sleeping, you sleeping, you sleeping)
        C/G
You sleeping like a baby
F            Dm7     Dm    Am
Everyone was right about you now, and

[Refrão] (repetir)
[Próxima Parte]
     F
It's killing me

[Chorus]
  F              F6              Dm7
I went through your phone last night
       Dm         Am             Asus4 C
I went through your phone last night
  C/G    F        F6      Dm7
Saw some things I didn't like
       Dm         Am              Asus4
I went through your phone last night
C
(stop)
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh