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boy froot & lil peep - dead money lyrics

[verse 1: lil peep]
what you wanna hit? my marijuana
asian b-tches with me sippin’ molly water
lil peep, i’ma young stunna
i ain’t lyin’ when i tell you i be countin’ hunnas
i ain’t ever talkin’ to the f-ckin’ coppas
bendin’ b-tches over like they f-ckin’ copper
put that on my momma
i’m like waka flocka
anybody got a problem, i don’t need my partna
got it, aye
i ain’t trippin’, i ain’t plottin’ boy, i’m in your face
b-tch, what the f-ck you talkin’ about?
k!ll me then
i’m so tired of these men and they f-ckin’ threats
ain’t n-body ever told you i’m in love with death?
please k!ll me, motherf-cker
put my soul to rest
put my body under covers, get the f-ckin’ gas
light a match, let me burn while my ghost laughs
put my ash in a urn and then i sold that
i’m a fiend for money
yeah, i know that sh-t ain’t nothin’, its just somethin’ about it
every time i cut my wrist you see the money come out it
it’s in my bloodstream, baby, you can’t f-ck me without it
i need a rich goth b-tch and a crib on the mountain
paparazzi takin’ pictures every time we step out it
i need snipers on my roof, i need a jewish accountant
i need everybody ’round me gettin’ money and countin’
no clownin’

[verse 2: yunggoth]
fame is not good, it bring the pain, pain
make me feeling down, feeling stuck, will it ever go out of the way
i’m feelin’ sad, no way out
i’m feelin’ dead, no way out
[?]
i’m feelin’ dead, i’m feelin’
i’m feelin’ down, [?]
i’m b-tchin’ and now i fade out
i’m b-tchin’ and now i feel my [?]
i’m b-tchin’ and now i fade out
[?]

[verse 3: boy froot]
oh man talk the [?] runnin’ from the goth sh-t
little peep frooty yung goth in the coffin
ye we dead, we’re all f-ckin’ dead (we’re all f-ckin’ dead)
throw me in the moshpit, pull up in the [?] (pull up in the [?])
choosin’ out my out, only want a goth b-tch (only want a goth b-tch)
lookin’ on my phone, like what the f-ck is this (what the f-ck is this?)
i’m too busy glowin’, i’on need none of your sh-t (i’on need none of your sh-t)
smokin’ on my weed, boy that thraxx get me lit (boy that thraxx get me lit)

[outro: boy froot]
ya, boy that thraxx get me lit (thraxx get me lit)
ya, ya, ya, ya (thraxx get me lit)
omg, omg (thraxx get me lit)
yung goth boy froot lil peep
ya ya

- boy froot lil peep lyrics

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