[Verse 1: Lil Peep]
I got a couple yung b**hes
Outside waitin for me
So i grab my champs hoodie
And my timbs if it snowin
Ima pop a couple pills
Til i can't feel nothin
Cuz it double the fun
And makes me numb when we f**in
Then we hop in the whip
I got that wavy jones bumpin
Dont nobody say sh**
Real quiet while we puffin on some medical piff
I got piles of it stuffed inside the trunk wit ya b**h
She f**in dead boy im crazy
On some murderous sh**
[Verse 2: Wavy Jone$]
I pull up blunted im faded
2 gold chains like i made it
f** life b**h i hate it
Goth p**y i ate it
Im ridin round and im holdin
Cops ask i dont know em
f** a hater im gloin
Might turn the lights off n show em
Ill f**ed my b**h in the back room
Then turn it into my trap room
My closet look like a bat room
You p**y just like a cat bruh
I do this sh** like its nothin
Got 3 hoes i ain't f**in
My main b**h change the subject
So sick and tired of this strugglin