When the clubs all been emptied
And theres no one left to talk to
You know I think about you
I try and tell myself that Im not alone
But deep inside I know that Im wrong
I let you slip away
When the clubs all been emptied
And theres no one left to talk to
You know I think about you
Big-big money
All I need, all I wanted was some big money
Gave you everything you want, Im talkin crib money
Only buy it if its haunted, Im a ghost hunter
Always feel like someone watchin
Rip-rip-rippin up the beat
Heart cold but my mind with the heat
Knees weak every time that I speak
Lil Peep, bitch, my work never free
I dont never leave, she come to me
When the clubs all been emptied
And theres no one left to talk to
You know I think about you
Pull up in a foreign when I hit these streets
Angel wings, we soarin, FROOT and Lil Peep
Bitch, Im finna glow up with my team
Diamonds and gold chains, Im glistening
Shinin, stunnin in my Gucci shades
Bitch its 300, yeah, glo gang
I guess you could call me Goth Gucci Mane
Im smokin that thrax, bitch, Im gettin paid
When the clubs all been emptied
And theres no one left to talk to
You know I think about you