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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mackned
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Captain Crunch
Composer
Better Off Dead
Composer
William Anthony Gable III
Composer
Gustav Ahr
Composer
Jerick Quilisadio
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Captain Crunch
Producer
Better Off Dead
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
GOTHBOICLIQUE in the ripped black jeans
Whip a M4, I don't want the M3, yeah
GOTHBOICLIQUE, got some hoes with me
GOTHBOICLIQUE, got some hoes with me
Got a bad white girl with me, yeah, yeah
Got a bad black girl with me, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Ripped black jeans in the 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, ay
Ripped black jeans in the 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, yeah
[Verse 3]
Met Gotti in a white Beem'
We was prolly sippin' on lean, yeah
She was prolly thinkin' 'bout me
I was prolly thinkin' 'bout cheese
I was prolly thinkin' 'bout bros
I be on the road doin' shows
I be on the road fuckin' hoes
This my life, and that's just how it goes
[Verse 4]
This my life, I'm always on the road
I got addictions
They got me trippin'
They got me thinkin'
[Verse 5]
Ripped black jeans in the 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, ay
Ripped black jeans in the 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, yeah
[Verse 6]
You're always on my nerves and you always have been
Drop the beat and let 'em sing the lyrics on my last bitch
Ying Yang bitches mixed up like emotions
My life is a funeral, I'm the reason you show up
I remember pain flowin' 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, that-that-that-that-that's the ****
[Verse 7]
Sellin' dog food, so I know you catchin' boy bands
Youngin's swingin' from the trees, my **** call 'em Tarzan
I don't ever think I drove without contraband
GBC, I'm ridin' for my doggies like a Triad
[Verse 8]
Ripped black jeans in the 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, ay
Ripped black jeans in the 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, yeah
[Verse 9]
Black rain, locked doors
Can't ask for more
Can I sleep on your floor?
Black clothes on tour
Mackned and Lil Peep
GBC punk stars
[Verse 10]
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 my pills into three
For me, please baby, can you help me bleed?
[Verse 11]
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, ah
[Verse 12]
Ripped black jeans in the 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, ay
Ripped black jeans in the 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, yeah
Written by: Adam Singh Saini, Better Off Dead, Captain Crunch, Gustav Ahr, James Milor Montgomery, Jerick Quilisadio, William Anthony Gable III