Laying on my back now Lay another track down Brought the Black cats out, bad luck If you wanna snap now, tryna take a cap now Bring the black cats out, now you're fucked Watch out for the pigs while I ride real slow Smoking thracks, read my tats from the backseat Why you throwing shade like you finna face me You were always bitch, need a Maxi Half of your pussy blood dripping down your skinny's I could serve you for some 20's but my racks free Young bitch I got plenty in my bottle it say Remy on my belt That shit say Fetti in the back, green (bling)
[Hook] Got me talking bout my clothes girl When I fall won't you pick me up Im talking bout my old girl When I call she don't pick it up My head hurt from the drugs It's something in the bud man I need a new plug I feel it in my veins All my bitches dumb cause they give me all their brains
[Verse 2: Lil Peep] Put me on the map now I could hold a map down See me in the background Rolling up I don't gotta rap loud Bitch I got that trap sound Autotune my strap with the Cobra Clutch Watch out for the bitch in the black Range Rover Driving fast when she listening to Max B Got the tats on her ass and the black ski mask in the back If you tryna get your ass beat One for the money blow Two for the show my flow go perfect with a sad beat Everywhere I go all I ever see is snow In the summertime pussy make me happy
[Outro] Got me talking bout my clothes girl Won't you pick me up I'm talking bout my old girl When I call she don't pick it up My head hurt from the drugs It's something in the bud man I need a new plug I feel it in my veins