[Verse 1: Lil Peep]
It's the king of the swamp (Hoo)
Come out the mud with the bugs on my face
And the muck in my lungs
Tuck in my gun, keep it under my tongue
When I open my mouth, get to duckin' and run
Sucking me up, bitches stuck on my nuts
'Cause I fuck 'em and bust on they face when I'm done
Lucky for us, she gon' act like a slut
I be makin' 'em sweat like they under the sun
I keep a felony on me wherever I go when I don't got no strap (Nah)
I keep my enemies close to me
They not my homies, I know for a fact (Nah)
I keep my Hennessy open
I keep my bitch soaking like she in the bath (Wrath)
I keep the medicine rolling like fuck where you going
I'm smoking a sack
Looking like a flight risk, blood on the light switch
Don't get too close or you might get sliced with the knife
I grip in my right fist (Hoo)
Catch me throwin' dick at a white bitch
Catch me gettin' lit like a light, bitch
Big slits in my wrist, fuck life
This don't mean shit to none of y'all listening
Sip blood from the goat at my christening
Ice float like a boat, see it glistening
On my wrist, why I'm talkin' 'bout my wrist again?
Lil Peep write songs for the mental men
Get back to the seminar, Lebanon
In my head, hear gunshots lettin' off
Stone cross in the lows for the swamp moss
When the sun go down, don't get lost
It's the king of the swamp (Hoo)
Come out the mud with the bugs on my face
And the muck in my lungs
Tuck in my gun, keep it under my tongue
When I open my mouth, get to duckin' and run
Sucking me up, bitches stuck on my nuts
'Cause I fuck 'em and bust on they face when I'm done
Lucky for us, she gon' act like a slut
I be makin' 'em sweat like they under the sun
I keep a felony on me wherever I go when I don't got no strap (Nah)
I keep my enemies close to me
They not my homies, I know for a fact (Nah)
I keep my Hennessy open
I keep my bitch soaking like she in the bath (Wrath)
I keep the medicine rolling like fuck where you going
I'm smoking a sack
Looking like a flight risk, blood on the light switch
Don't get too close or you might get sliced with the knife
I grip in my right fist (Hoo)
Catch me throwin' dick at a white bitch
Catch me gettin' lit like a light, bitch
Big slits in my wrist, fuck life
This don't mean shit to none of y'all listening
Sip blood from the goat at my christening
Ice float like a boat, see it glistening
On my wrist, why I'm talkin' 'bout my wrist again?
Lil Peep write songs for the mental men
Get back to the seminar, Lebanon
In my head, hear gunshots lettin' off
Stone cross in the lows for the swamp moss
When the sun go down, don't get lost
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