Gucci Coffin

Hey there demons, it's me, yeah boy

First thing's first, guys, I just gotta say

Fuck normies, uh, I'm sick of their memes, I'm sick of their

Shitty normie, fuckin' memes

They're postin' on Facebook

Their stupid catch me outside memes

Their pickle rick memes, man, fuck normies

When I die, bury me inside a Gucci coffin

Make hits all day and there ain't no stoppin'

Jake Hill, Josh A make tracks often

I ain't need a gold chain 'cause we're too damn awesome

When I die, bury me inside a Gucci coffin

Make hits all day and there ain't no stoppin'

Jake Hill, Josh A make tracks often

I ain't need a gold chain 'cause we're too damn awesome, uh

Slit my wrists, fill the cup, can't co-exist, not enough

Ball my fist, throw it up, kill the kids, let death erupt

Slit my wrists, fill the cup, can't co-exist, not enough

Ball my fist, throw it up, kill the kids, let death erupt

Yeah, light it up when I come out the grave

Gonna get my revenge, it'll be depraved

I'll be chasin' you down, make 'em beg and plead no

Got nothin' to lose at the end of my ropes

Like this, they don't know what I'ma do

Boy, you better duck when a man come through

With and AR, you're on my radar

Ain't nobody gonna help you, no safeguard, yeah

Slit my wrists, fill the cup, can't co-exist, not enough

Ball my fist, throw it up, kill the kids, let death erupt

Slit my wrists, fill the cup, can't co-exist, not enough

Ball my fist, throw it up, kill the kids, let death erupt

When I die, bury me inside a Gucci coffin

Make hits all day and there ain't no stoppin'

Jake Hill, Josh A make tracks often

I ain't need a gold chain 'cause we're too damn awesome

When I die, bury me inside a Gucci coffin

Make hits all day and there ain't no stoppin'

Jake Hill, Josh A make tracks often

I ain't need a gold chain 'cause we're too damn awesome

Lost inside my thoughts, I just might hit the fuckin' bottom

Ain't got hope left in my heart, I just might hit the fuckin' bottle

It's just me and all I got is me, that is all I need

In the middle of the bed I see the paper in my dreams

Every day is a god damn struggle

Fuck it, anythin' to help me? Nothin', nothin'

Tossin' and turnin', my stomach is churnin'

I call out to God, but I'm better off burnin'

I wish I could end it, I wish I could end it

I'm hangin' on by a thread, let's not pretend that I'm fine

I'm losin' my god damn mind, yeah

I'm losin' my god damn mind

When I die, bury me inside a Gucci coffin

Make hits all day and there ain't no stoppin'

Jake Hill, Josh A make tracks often

I ain't need a gold chain 'cause we're too damn awesome

When I die, bury me inside a Gucci coffin

Make hits all day and there ain't no stoppin'

Jake Hill, Josh A make tracks often

I ain't need a gold chain 'cause we're too damn awesome

Slit my wrists, fill the cup, can't co-exist, not enough

Ball my fist, throw it up, kill the kids, let death erupt

Slit my wrists, fill the cup, can't co-exist, not enough

Ball my fist, throw it up, kill the kids, let death erupt

Whoa, that was a very evil track

I'm sorry guys, I didn't mean to, to really go in

I apologize, but, but god damn