Post Malone – Socialite

Performed by
Post Malone
Release Year
2023
Album
AUSTIN
Suggested Capo
Fret 2

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Post Malone – Socialite
Key: D Major BPM: ♩ = 91 Time: 4/4
Fuck

|D     |D     |Bm     |G     |

   |D                                   |D                                     |
I'm always a drink away from a good day, put on some Jodeci, gettin' loose, ayy
 |Bm                                          |G                                          |
I pummel the coochie, I'm Bobby Boucher, maybe that's why they put up with all my bullshit
     |D                                           |D                                   |
And I bought a new Bentley without a roof, ayy, in L.A. they tell me my truck is stupid
     |Bm                                     |G                                    |
Doin' cul-de-sac donuts, man, I'm a nuisance, I left my Prince with the Revolutions

   |A           |A                    |G         |G   |
Get hammered all alone, but don't feel bad for me
      |A                 |A              |Em                  |Gm   |
And my chauffeur drinks Patrón, so call a cab for me, and I'll leave

|D               |A           |Bm         |G    |
 Fuck me up, it's only a body (yeah, yeah, yeah)
  |D             |A                      |Bm         |G    |
If God exists, it shouldn't be a problem (yeah, yeah, yeah)
|Bm   |G   |
 Socia-lite

|D     |D     |Bm     |G     |

|D                                  |D                                |
 I'm feelin' naughty up on a Sunday, fuck in the backseat of a Hyundai
   |Bm                                             |G                          |
I'm callin' her Shrek 'cause she got a donkey, it’s crazy how well we get along
           |D                                 |D              |
My new best friend I just met, now it's, "Fuck everybody else"
            |Bm                             |G                 |
You love someone for six weekends, and never talk to them again

|A               |A                |G      |G   |
 Call it what you want, it’s such a tragedy
 |A                  |A             |Em                  |Gm   |
I pulled the shortest straw, another casualty, guess I'll leave

|D               |A           |Bm         |G    |
 Fuck me up, it's only a body (yeah, yeah, yeah)
  |D             |A                      |Bm         |G    |
If God exists, it shouldn't be a problem (yeah, yeah, yeah)
|D               |A                 |Bm         |G    |
 Fuck me up, it's my birthday party (yeah, yeah, yeah)
  |D                |A                |Bm         |G    |
So tell me something we got in common (yeah, yeah, yeah)
|Bm   |G    |Bm   |G   |
 Socia-lite, socia-lite

|Em     |Em     |D     |