Josh A & Iamjakehill — Gucci Coffin
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[Intro: Josh A]
Oof
«Hey there demons, it’s me…
Ya boi»
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
Posting on Facebook
Their stupid «cash me outside» memes
Their pickle rick memes
Man fuck normies!
[Chorus: Josh A]
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 don’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 don’t need a gold chain cause we’re too damn awesome
[Post-Chrous: Josh A]
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
[Verse 1: Josh A]
Light it up when I come out the grave
Gonna get my revenge, it’ll be depraved
I’ll be you 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 an AR, you’re on my radar
Ain’t nobody gonna help you, no safeguard
[Pre-Chrous: Josh A]
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
[Chorus: Josh A]
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 don’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 don’t need a gold chain cause we’re too damn awesom
[Verse 2: Jake Hill]
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 reaper 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 let’s not pretend that I’m fine
Nah, I’m losing my god damn mind
Yeah, I’m losing my god damn mind
[Chorus: Josh A]
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 don’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 don’t need a gold chain cause we’re too damn awesome
[Post-Chrous: Josh A]
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
[Outro: Josh A]
Wow that was a very evil track
I’m sorry guys, I didn’t mean to really go in
I apologize but like god damn
Oof
