Nice chords
Em:e-7  Gmaj7:
   b-8        
   g-9        
   a-9        
   d-7        
   E-7        

e-3 Cmaj7:e-3 
b-3       b-5 
g-4       g-4 
a-5       a-5 
d-5       d-3 
E-3       E-3 

Gmaj7*:e-10 F:
       b-12   
       g-11   
       a-12   
       d-10   
       E-10   

e-8
b-10
g-10
a-10
d-8
E-8

Simple chords
change Gmaj7 to G and Cmaj7 to C


[Intro: Dominic Fike]
              
Ayy, she met m

            
e, let me fuck

       
 in the shower
            
I wrote my num

           
ber in the mis

         
t on the mirro

r
             
I'm not the ty

             
pe to tell my 

              
homies about y


a
              
You're not the

         
 type to hold 

              
me down throug

      
h the year


[Chorus: Dominic Fike]
             
I'll be your b

       
aby doll and y

        
our bodyguard 


if you tell me

 to
             
I'll try to ma

          
ke it all not 

            
as hard if you

        
 let me throug


h


[Verse Em: Kevin Abstract]

I ain't sign u

p for no bulls

hit

I told my baby

 that I'm bull

etproof

Mans made me t

ake two sips

All things I c

ouldn't do

The cops come,

 then we dip, 

baby

Back when we w

as just friend

s, baby

Shit, man, you

 was just a ba

by

And I turned o

n you like Mot

her Nature

Try to think a

bout the bluep

rint

All the shit t

hat you told m

e not to do

Was breaking i

t worth it in 

the end

If I'm just a 

vision you com

e to?


[Pre-Chorus: Joba, & bearface]
        
It's all peach


es and cream
             
If you left yo

              
ur love I'll b

    
e right


[Chorus: Dominic Fike]
              
I'll be your b

          
aby doll and y

           
our bodyguard 

         
if you tell me

 
 to
             
I'll try to ma

             
ke it all not 

         
as hard if you

         
 let me throug

     
h


[Verse 2: Kevin Abstract]

I ain't tryna 

get the roof b

ent

Back then when

 I would ride 

with you

Short trips do

ing backflips

Mesmerized me,

 led me to the

 truth

Atlanta, we wa

s kids, baby

Special moment

s with my frie

nds, baby

Sippin' on som

e fuckin' gin,

 baby

And you wonder

 why we ain't 

win, baby

This year I ai

n't takin' no 

pics

I'm tryna get 

with the motio

n

I'm tryna get 

a promotion

Window shoppin

' 'til they cl

osin'


[Pre-Chorus: Joba, & bearface]
          
It's all peach


es and cream
             
If you left yo

    
ur love I'll b

e right
    

[Chorus: Dominic Fike]
              
I'll be your b

          
aby doll and y

          
our bodyguard 

          
if you tell me


 to
              
I'll try to ma

        
ke it all not 

         
as hard if you


 let me throug

h


[Outro: Joba & bearface]
       
It's all peach

        
es and cream
            
It's all peach

 
es and cream
         
If you left yo

              
ur love I'll b

         
e right
            
It's all peach

 
es and cream
         
If you left yo

              
ur love I'll b

        
e right
            
It's all peach


es and cream
         
If you left yo

        
ur love I'll b

  
e right
         
If you left yo

         
ur love I'll b

e right