JESSIE REYEZ | Ankles Chords Guitar Piano and Lyrics

JESSIE REYEZ | Ankles Chords Guitar Piano and Lyrics

Published on May 15, 2020 by guitarchordslyrics

Song Scale: C Minor
Signature BPM: 4/4
Metronome: 60
Strumming Pattern: DU,DU,DU,DU
 (Intro)
 
 Ab Fm Gm Cm 
 
 Yeah
 
 Right here?
 
 [VERSE]
  Ab             Fm                    Gm
 Fight just to fuck, just to fight again
            Cm                Ab
 World War III justified in bed
               Fm                    Gm
 Mess me up, now we ain’t even friends
  Gm                     Cm
 But the truth is I’m kind of tired of
 
 (Pre-Chorus)  
 Ab                          Fm
 Pretending that I was the guilty one
               Gm                  Cm
 I wasn’t feeling up no one but you, yeah
 Ab                            Fm
 Lessons that I just can’t seem to learn
             Gm                                 Cm
 I never thought you’d leave me two for two again
 
 
 
 (Chorus)
  Ab                      Fm
 Lights out, strike out, I doubt
                  Gm
 You’ll ever find anyone
                      Cm
 These bitches can’t measure up, no
  Ab                      Fm
 Lights out, strike out, I doubt
                     Gm
 You’ll ever find anyone
                        Cm
 These bitches can’t measure up
 
          Ab 
 To my ankles
   Fm
 Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
 Gm
 Ankles
   Cm                                Ab
 These bitches don’t make it to my ankles
  Fm
 Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
  Gm   Cm
 Ankles
 
 [VERSE]
 Ab               Fm              Gm
 Strippers and liquor and cigarettes
  Gm                      Cm                   Ab
 Apologize, but your Twitter said “No regrets”
  Ab              Fm                  Gm
 I’d kill for a mute button in my head
 Gm                         Cm
 You are right, but I’m tired of
 
 (Pre-Chorus)  
       Ab                      Fm
 Pretending that I was the guilty one
              Gm                   Cm
 I wasn’t feeling up no one but you, yeah
  Ab                        Fm
 Lessons that I just can’t seem to learn
              Gm                           Cm
 I never thought you’d leave me two for two again
  
 
 
 (Chorus)
   Ab                      Fm
 Lights out, strike out, I doubt
                  Gm
 You’ll ever find anyone
                         Cm
 These bitches can’t measure up (Yah)
  Ab                       Fm
 Lights out, strike out, I doubt
                   Gm
 You’ll ever find anyone
                       Cm
 These bitches can’t measure up
 
         Ab
 To my ankles (Period)
   Fm
 Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
   Gm
 Ankles (No, they don’t)
   Cm                                   Ab
 These bitches don’t make it to my ankles (Nah, nah, nah)
  Fm
 Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
   Gm   Cm
 Ankles
 
 [VERSE]
 
 Why’s it always me that gotta feel bad? (Bad, bad)
 
 You left me in a heartbeat, quick, fast (Fast, fast)
 
 Couldn’t handle me in the quicksand
 
 But you want me to hold you down like a kickstand? (Huh?)
 
 Fuck you and whoever (Whoever)
 
 I know that I’m better (Better), shout at me whenever (Yeah)
 
 You show her the truth (Truth, truth), must suck to be you
 
 You can’t be as selfish ’cause she won’t be amused
 
 Can’t do right ’cause the bitch left you (Woah)
 
 And it’s crazy ’cause
 
 You had me lookin’ crazier than crazy does (Huh?)
 
 It will never go back to the way it was
 
 She’s not on my level, you could’ve done better
 
 She wanna get under my skin, but
 
 But I never could let her (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah)
 
 I’m fly as a feather, baby, it’s levels
 
 Baby, it’s levels (Ha)
 
 (Chorus)
   Ab                      Fm
 Lights out, strike out, I doubt
                  Gm
 You’ll ever find anyone
                         Cm
 These bitches can’t measure up (Yah)
  Ab                       Fm
 Lights out, strike out, I doubt
                   Gm
 You’ll ever find anyone
                       Cm
 These bitches can’t measure up
 
         Ab
 To my ankles (Period)
   Fm
 Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
   Gm
 Ankles (No, they don’t)
   Cm                                   Ab
 These bitches don’t make it to my ankles (Nah, nah, nah)
  Fm
 Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
   Gm   Cm
 Ankles
 
 
 [VERSE]
 
 Oh my God, this your bitch?
 
 Oh my God, you make me sick
 
 ‘Cause I’m mad trouble, dripping in money and thick
 
 But I’m back on my shit
 
 Know that she doesn’t ride it like I used to ride it
 
 That dick so hypnotic, that pussy psychotic
 
 Feast on it, baby, like body-to-body (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 
 The way that I do it compare to nobody
 
 Esa, esa niña ni ma da por los tobillos (Jesús)
 
 Tú sabes la pongo bien sencillo
 
 Saying lights out, lights out
 
 I doubt you’ll find anyone to measure up to me, boy
 
 (Chorus)
   Ab                      Fm
 Lights out, strike out, I doubt
                  Gm
 You’ll ever find anyone
                         Cm
 These bitches can’t measure up (Yah)
  Ab                       Fm
 Lights out, strike out, I doubt
                   Gm
 You’ll ever find anyone
                       Cm
 These bitches can’t measure up
 
         Ab
 To my ankles (Period)
   Fm
 Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
   Gm
 Ankles (No, they don’t)
   Cm                                   Ab
 These bitches don’t make it to my ankles (Nah, nah, nah)
  Fm
 Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
   Gm   Cm
 Ankles
 
 
 [OUTRO]
 Ab
 Two feet, you’re shallow
      Fm                  Gm
 Too real, I know too well
                  Cm
 Backwoods, you high
                  Ab
 Backwards, two feet
               Fm
 Shallow, too real
              Gm
 I know two steps
                 Cm
 Backwoods, you high
 Cm
 Backwards
 

Lyrics


Intro]

Yeah

Right here?

[Verse 1]

Fight just to fuck, just to fight again

World War III justified in bed

Mess me up, now we ain’t even friends

But the truth is I’m kind of tired of

[Pre-Chorus]

Pretending that I was the guilty one

I wasn’t feeling up no one but you, yeah

Lessons that I just can’t seem to learn

I never thought you’d leave me two for two again

[Chorus]

Lights out, strike out, I doubt

You’ll ever find anyone

These bitches can’t measure up, no

Lights out, strike out, I doubt

You’ll ever find anyone

These bitches can’t measure up

To my ankles

Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)

Ankles

These bitches don’t make it to my ankles

Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)

Ankles

[Verse 2]

Strippers and liquor and cigarettes

Apologize, but your Twitter said “No regrets”

I’d kill for a mute button in my head

You are right, but I’m tired of

[Pre-Chorus]

Pretending that I was the guilty one

I wasn’t feeling up no one but you, yeah

Lessons that I just can’t seem to learn

I never thought you’d leave me two for two again

[Chorus]

Lights out, strike out, I doubt

You’ll ever find anyone

These bitches can’t measure up (Yah)

Lights out, strike out, I doubt

You’ll ever find anyone

These bitches can’t measure up

To my ankles (Period)

Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)

Ankles (No, they don’t)

These bitches don’t make it to my ankles (Nah, nah, nah)

Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)

Ankles

[Outro]

Two feet, you’re shallow

Too real, I know too well

Backwoods, you high

Backwards, two feet

Shallow, too real

I know two steps

Backwoods, you high

Backwards, boy

Okay

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