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