IAmJakeHill, Josh A - Gucci Coffin lyrics

[IAmJakeHill, Josh A - Gucci Coffin lyrics]

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!

When I die, bury me inside a Gucci coffin
Make hit's 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 hit's 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

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

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

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 hit's 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 hit's 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

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

When I die, bury me inside a Gucci coffin
Make hit's 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 hit's 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

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 god damn oof

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