Yung Lean - Hunting My Own Skin

      [Intro]
A C#m x4


[Hook]
                 A      C#m           A
We were on the throne, living on our own
                A  E  C#m             E     A
Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
                 A                    E
She just wanna dance, I'mma get them bands
                 A      C#m                   A
Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I'd die for my respect

[Verse 1]
A                                  E
Wrist, diamonds, ice, neon green lights
E                                                       A
Don't care about the price, I cop it, I smash it, this size
A                       C#m
Wrist, diamonds, ice, percocet, my Sprite
 E
Percys in my Sprite, Louis bag, three stripes

    A                                 C#m
As I walk through the fire with my wings
                                        D
I could only stop for this iron like a lane
                 A                        C#m
She just want to pop all the molly in the Benz
                                              F#m
I've been getting rich, making money with my friends
A                                  C#m
Bitch, we off them shits, time to stay until the end
                 C#m
I'm just trynna pop all the bottles, fuck the feds
D          A          C#m
I got 50 pills all up in our money bags
         D            E                C#m           A
She gon' watch how I spend it, like, just to get it back
                 A                              C#m
Sitting on the field, snakes through the money tracks
                   C#m                       A
Breaking in and entering, bitch we popping tags
 A                            C#m
Keep the fire burning off a blunt like candle wax
                   C#m                              A
Burning down your money 'til it ain't nothing to stacks

[Hook]
                 A      C#m           A
We were on the throne, living on our own
                A  E  C#m             E     A
Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
                 A                    E
She just wanna dance, I'mma get them bands
                 A      C#m                   A
Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I'd die for my respect

[Verse 2]
A                     C#m
Flick all my lights, chain, dirty Sprite
E
Living my life, I'm alright, shawty, she my type
A
Die for this I might, chains all freeze outside
E
Flick all my lights, chain, dirty Sprite

      A                         C#m
As I hop by the avenue with my wing
Baby don't stop, wanna give you everything
                 A                       C#m
When we off them rocks, I'mma tell you everything
            D                                   C#m
Soap on my shoes and on my heart, it's getting thin
              A                                   C#m
But you're a butterfly riding through the desert winds
             F#m                       C#m
I'm a really bad, I love all the finer things
A                                       C#m
When I come close, close to you I can't sin
Heaven knows I'm bad, but Lord, I can't fix a thing
           A                             C#m
Fly too close to the sun, my wings give in
               C#m        F#m              D
I gave you my whole life, don't owe you a thing
            A                         C#m
As I chose life and this rug made of mink
Burning down the Winter 'cause I'm over everything

[Hook]
                 A      C#m           A
We were on the throne, living on our own
                A  E  C#m             E     A
Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
                 A                    E
She just wanna dance, I'mma get them bands
                 A      C#m                   A
Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I'd die for my respect