Gucci Coffin

Ooof
 Hey there demons, it's me, yeah boy
 First things first guys
 I just gotta say fuck normies
 Uh, I'm sick of their memes
 I'm sick of their shitty normie fucking memes
 They're posting 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 too 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 too 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 you chasing 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 an 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 too 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 too often
 I ain't need a gold chain 'cause we're too damn awesome, uh
 Lost inside my thoughts I just might hit the fucking bottom
 I 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 anything to help me? Nothing-nothing
 Tossing and turning my stomach is churning
 I call out to god but I'm better off burning
 I wish I could end it, I wish I could end it
 I'm hanging on by a thread lets not pretend that I'm fine
 I'm losing my God damn mind, yeah
 I'm losing 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 too 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 too 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
 Wow! That was a very evil track
 I'm sorry guys, I didn't mean to really go in
 I apologize but-but like God damn
 Woof