Piss

作曲：Lil Peep

作词：Lil Peep

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 time

I'm just creepin behind

I'm never slow I follow

Take your soapyou 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 ** with the clip

Hollow tip spit like a blue-nose pit

Hold my shitI ma ** your **

Bump 3-6 while I cut my wrist

Funk my kicks then I break the rim

When I dunk that **

Bloodstain the Tim

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

Quicksand on the white walls

Living life on the edge

** I might fall

Don't give a **

What they say about me

Peep won't rest till I rest in peace

IS on my chest when I come up on the beat

Full moon flex while you ** 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 ** seal

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

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

You're a shady **

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 ** hoes

I aint 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 aint ever ** 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 ** grind

And aint got ** for it

What the ** **

Robbing ain't gon cut it **

You got no creativity

You aintan artist **

You aintan thug you aintag

You aintan the hardest **

You just a ** ** ** starting **

I smoke a blunt

Blow the smoke to the ** breeze

Thinking how the ** I get out of these ** trees

Climbing up to the top to the ** leaves

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

Too high too much

So alive but I’m done

Smokin nothin but 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 nothin but dust

And it's all I ever loved

I don't wanna hear about it now

All I ever wanna see are clouds