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[VERSE 1: LIL PEEP]

I GOT A COUPLE YUNG BITCHES
OUTSIDE WAITIN FOR ME
SO I GRAB MY CHAMPS HOODIE
AND MY TIMBS IF IT SNOWIN
IMA POP A COUPLE PILLS
TIL I CANT FEEL NOTHIN
CUZ IT DOUBLE THE FUN
AND MAKES ME NUMB WHEN WE FUCKIN
THEN WE HOP IN THE WHIP
I GOT THAT WAVY JONES BUMPIN
DONT NOBODY SAY SHIT
REAL QUIET WHILE WE PUFFIN ON SOME MEDICAL PIFF
I GOT PILES OF IT STUFFED INSIDE THE TRUNK WIT YA BITCH
SHE FUCKIN DEAD BOY IM CRAZY
ON SOME MURDEROUS SHIT

[VERSE 2: WAVY JONE$]

I PULL UP BLUNTED IM FADED
2 GOLD CHAINS LIKE I MADE IT
FUCK LIFE BITCH I HATE IT
GOTH PUSSY I ATE IT
IM RIDIN ROUND AND IM HOLDIN
COPS ASK I DONT KNOW EM
FUCK A HATER IM GLOIN
MIGHT TURN THE LIGHTS OFF N SHOW EM
ILL FUCKED MY BITCH IN THE BACK ROOM
THEN TURN IT INTO MY TRAP ROOM
MY CLOSET LOOK LIKE A BAT ROOM
YOU PUSSY JUST LIKE A CAT BRUH
I DO THIS SHIT LIKE ITS NOTHIN
GOT 3 HOES I AINT FUCKIN
MY MAIN BITCH CHANGE THE SUBJECT
SO SICK AND TIRED OF THIS STRUGGLIN

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