Music: William Anthony Gable III/Gustav Γ
hr/Jerick Quilisadio/BETTER OFF DEAD/Captain Crunch
Gothboiclique in the ripped black jeans
Whip in M4, I don't whip in M3
Gothboiclique got some hoes with me
Gothboiclique got some hoes with me
Got a bad white girl with me
Got a bad black girl with me
[Chorus - Lil Peep]
Ripped black jeans in a all black jeep
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me (aye)
Ripped black jeans in a all black jeep
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me (aye)
[Verse 1 - Lil Peep]
Ned Gotti in a white beam
We was prolly sipping on lean
She was prolly thinking about me (about me)
I was prolly thinking about cheese (about cheese)
I was prolly thinking about my bros (about bros)
I be on the road doing shows (doing shows)
I be on the road ******* hoes (******* hoes)
This my life and that's just how it goes (that's just how it goes)
This my life I'm always on the road (always on the road)
I got addictions (I got addictions)
They got me trippin (got me trippin)
They got me thinking (they got me thinking)
[Chorus - Lil Peep]
Ripped black jeans in a all black jeep
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me (aye)
Ripped black jeans in a all black jeep
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me (aye)
[Verse 2 - Mackned]
You're always on my nerves, and you always have been
Drop the beat and let them sing the lyrics on my last shit
Ying Yang niggas mixed like emotions
My life is a funeral, I'm the reason you show up
I remember pain flowing through your voice when
You found out I don't love you, I love choices
I don't ever fall asleep, I can't find sleep
Me and Lil Tracy (th-th-th-th-that's the shit)
Selling dark food, so I know you chasing boy bands
Junkie swinging from the trees my niggas call them Tarzan
I don't ever think I drove without contraband
GBC I'm riding for my doggies like a Triad (shit)
[Chorus - Lil Peep]
Ripped black jeans in a all black jeep
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me (aye)
Ripped black jeans in a all black jeep
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me (aye)
[Verse 3 - Cold Hart]
Black rain
Locked doors
Can't I ask, for more
Can I sleep on your floor
Black clothes on torn
Mackned and Lil Peep
GBC punk stars
I don't think I'll ever need to go back to sleep
You will never know what you really meant to me
Rip my jeans, split up my pills in three
For me, please, baby can you help me bleed?
Nobody, (yeah) nobody
Can make me feel like you do
Nobody, (yeah) nobody
Baby life ain't fair, and I know I ain't there
[Chorus - Lil Peep]
Ripped black jeans in a all black jeep
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me (aye)
Ripped black jeans in a all black jeep
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me (aye)
γR.I.P Lil peeperγ