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