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jaydes - idiot

Gustav Ahr's Album

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[Verse 1]
Fuck it, I got nothing to lose (Fuck it, I got nothing to lose)
I'm rolling blunts, I've been thinking 'bout you (I'm rolling blunts, I've been thinking 'bout you)
I pop a pill, I'm trying to take away the pain
I swear the percs don't work like the blues (I swear the percs don't work like the blues)
Getting faded like that's all I could do (Getting faded like that's all I could do)
Fuck him, he ain't makin no moves (Fuck him, he ain't makin no moves)
I feel like I got something to prove (I feel like I got something to provе)
I want a stage underneath my boots (I want a stagе underneath my boots)
I want a coupe that don't come with a roof

[Verse 2]
Smoke these blunts till I got no face
Telling myself that she got bad taste
Fuck that shit, I don't want second place
When you hear my name, hope your heart just breaks
Fakes walking all around this place
Lil Peep gon' keep it real to the day I die
Get high with a G by the lake
Tell me that you love me if you ridin' my face
Fuck it, now I'm really bouta hop on a plane
Nothin gonna stop me now, I'm gonna save money
Where I'm from, ain't nobody fucking with me
I ain't never had a friend, except my dog and my city
Talk to the waves and they talk back pretty
But the high school girls wanna show me all they titties
Sand real soft and the kids got plenty
Flip pills till you ride in a hemi boy
Pop seals, lean back, and she let me fuck
'That's rap, real rap, did you get it up?'
Rock shows, fuck hoes, make a couple bucks
Can I make it up? How can I make it up?
Tats on my neck cause my job ain't steady
Got a pump shotgun, I'ma fill it with confetti
And any motherfucker that wanna get it, then I'm ready
The world been on my back and the weight so heavy

Lil Peep - come with me (666) (FULL CDQ SONG)

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when i pop out
i could sip till im blue
retro 1 jordans
dont step on my shoes
when i step in
make a bitch wanna move
i got diamonds stay shining
got stars on the roof
your bitch wan talk cause im something you not
sippin codeine till my teeth all get rotted
i cook by myself they wan eat out the pot
aint nobody like me cant fill up my spot
aint got the time for no roster
might fuck with that bitch
one more time ‘fore i block her
said she gon leave
okay bitch like i’d stop ya
bands on my mind
only time that its proper
fuck what they say
they got nothing to do
baby get mad cause i stay on the move
money keep calling
i keep picking up
she want me to slow down
told that bitch
girl this all that i do

dropping the roof
throw em up like that
throw em up like that, uh huh
when im in the room
throw it back on me
got a bag on me, uh huh
i cant fall in love ‘less im poppin
know thats all me
its all me
its all

i called up marshall
ride through the city
with bags on the dash
then we fuck up a bottle
fuck with that bitch
make her sweat like a sauna
i’ll make her sit down
now she sing like madonna
back in high school
all them bitches would curve
now they stare every time im around
wanna sip out of the cups
that im pouring up, baby
my mix it could put a bitch down
dont want a lamb, want a c7 vette
dont roll the window just put on the tint
walk in the club with your house on my neck
the wrist is your whip
and the belt is your rent
know that they hate when i flex
count up this money in public
but nobody test him
i keep a strap on my bitch
they all thought she was gay
dick on a 40 im busting it straight

bah
 
dropping the roof
throw em up like that
throw em up like that, uh huh
when im in the room
throw it back on me
got a bag on me, uh huh
i cant fall in love ‘less im poppin
know thats all me
its all me
its all

madonna

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