Piss

I hit the ************, two time

Take the stress off my mind

I hit the coast, and I ride

Coming quick on your side

I'm like a ghost

Half the time, I'm just creepin' behind

I'm never slow, I follow

Take your soul, you hollow

Bass kicking, like your *******

Kidnap her for kicks

Come 6, poppin' sticks

While she biting my lip

Don't flip, don't dip

Better not move too quick

I take that grip right off your hip

And smack your ass with the clip

Hollow tip spit, like a blue-nose pit

Hold my ************, I'ma ******* your *******

Bump Three-6, while I cut my wrist

Funk my kicks, then I break the rim

When I dunk that ************

Bloodstain the Timb

No ************, got razor blades in my fist

Taking lists

Only time I put the blade down

When I gotta pick up my pen

******* your Benz

I'ma paint the Cadillac black

Can't see me in the night

With the lights off (nah)

Quicksand on the white walls

Living life on the edge

*******, I might fall (might fall)

Don't give a *******

What they say about me (nope)

Peep won't rest, till' I rest in peace

S on my chest when I come up on the beat

Full moon flex while you mother *******ers sleep

Make my will, while I take my pills

Give your ******* chills, when I make my deals

If I get killed, I know I'ma die real

Stay real still, you already know the deal

You already know the deal

Lil Peep poppin' any bottle's ******* the seal

I love the way it feel, so I do it for the thrill

Says she wanna chill, ******* I know the *******ing deal

(*******ing deal)

Young shady mother *******er

Undiscovered when I’m comin'

If you hear me get running

When you see me get low

See the profit, bands in my pockets

So I'm skunkin' up and gettin' back on my flow

White trash boys, just some white trash boys

Flipping up the middle finger

To these mother *******ing hoes

I ain't talking 'bout the women

Nah, I'm talking 'bout these *******

That be pushin’ all your music and they sell that flow

I never gave a ******* about a deal

So I ain't ever *******ing with them

Man that's how it is

All these internet ******* hoppin' on my *******

Life turning into ************ I'm finna slit my wrists

Spittin' a miss

And flickin' my wrist, to these ******* boys

All I ever hear you do, is talk ************ boy

I hear you rappin' 'bout the trap

But it ain't ************ boy

Ho, I been on my *******ing grind

And ain't got ************, for it

What the *******, *******

Robbing ain't gon' cut it, *******

You got no creativity

You ain't an artist, *******

You ain't a thug, you ain't a g

You ain't the hardest, *******

You just a ************ ass mother *******er starting ************

I smoke a blunt

Blow the smoke, to the *******ing breeze

Thinking "how the ******* I get out of these *******ing trees?"

Climbing up, to the top, to the *******ing leaves

I can't even *******ing see what's underneath

Too high, too much

So alive, but I’m done

Smokin' up in the dust

And it's all I ever loved

I don’t wanna hear about it now

All I ever wanna see are clouds

Too high, too much

So alive, but I’m done

Smokin' up in the dust

And it’s all I ever loved

I don’t wanna hear about it now

All I ever wanna see are clouds