Ah, oh my god, ayy
Oh my god, ayy
Wavy Jone$
Where am I 
Lil Peep, Wavy Jone$, ayy
What the fuck, ayy
I got a couple young bitches outside waitin for me
So I grab my Champs hoodie and my Timbs if it snowin
Ima pop a couple pills till I cant feel nothin
Cause it double the fun and make me numb when we fuckin
Then we hop in the whip , I got that Wavy Jone$ bumpin
Dont nobody say shit
Real quiet while we puffin on some medical piff
I got piles of it stuffed inside the trunk with ya bitch
She fuckin dead, boy, Im crazy
On some murderous shit
I pull up blunted Im faded
Two gold chains like I made it
Fuck life, bitch I hate it
Goth pussy, I ate it
Im riding round and Im holdin
Cops ask I dont know em
Fuck a hater Im glowin
Might turn the lights off and show em
Ill fuck 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 nothing
Got three hoes I aint fuckin
My main bitch change the subject
So sick and tired of this strugglin