[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