Lil Peep - Toys lyrics
Lil Peep [Gustav Elijah Åhr] Allentown, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Peep - Toys lyrics]
On and on and on and people
Are so fucking stupid and
They don't understand that, they
Don't understand, they think "Yo, okay
You're gonna kill yourself that's stupid"
Well you're fucking wrong
I'm about to get a new Chevy (New Chevy)
I'ma ride that ho all week (All week)
You know it's me when I speak
(When I speak, Ricky, ho)
Smoking weed in that bitch, and it reeks
(And it reeks)
I fuck that bitch raw till she weep
(Till she weep)
I'ma smoke a lil' weed with Lil Peep
(Lil Peep ho)
For anything I keep my car on the tar
(On the tar)
Limosa nostra, we are goin' real far
(Real far) silverado, with a suicidal model
I'm driving, she's holding a bottle
Like she was holding a Bible
She thinks I'm a idol
(She thinks I'm a idol)
She might need a Midol
She might need someone to talk to
(To talk to)
I'm slowed off this shit when I walk through
(Off this shit when I)
I'm hard as shit to talk to
(I'm hard as shit to talk to)
I don't need a Grammy
All I need is my family
That shit get me angry
When they talk 'bout my family
Don't fuck with my family
We get stupid and panic
We go stupid and vanish
We got bitches that Spanish
I got bitches from London
Bitch I'm going to Paris
Bitch I'm going to Belgium
Bitch I could be a felon
All my bitches is jealous, but they listen
I tell 'em all the shit that I'm doing
But they get mad when I tell 'em
I'm just trying to be honest
They in love with my pockets
They in love with a rockstar
I'm young and I'm poppin'
Bitch I'm up in the hills
Bitch I'm fucking with Hil
When I woke up today
I started writing my will
I just write what I feel
Ricky saved me for real
All the habit's I killed
All the blood that I spilled
I ain't going to hell
But, I'll remember the smell
I ain't going to hell
But, I'll remember the smell
Are so fucking stupid and
They don't understand that, they
Don't understand, they think "Yo, okay
You're gonna kill yourself that's stupid"
Well you're fucking wrong
I'm about to get a new Chevy (New Chevy)
I'ma ride that ho all week (All week)
You know it's me when I speak
(When I speak, Ricky, ho)
Smoking weed in that bitch, and it reeks
(And it reeks)
I fuck that bitch raw till she weep
(Till she weep)
I'ma smoke a lil' weed with Lil Peep
(Lil Peep ho)
For anything I keep my car on the tar
(On the tar)
Limosa nostra, we are goin' real far
(Real far) silverado, with a suicidal model
I'm driving, she's holding a bottle
Like she was holding a Bible
She thinks I'm a idol
(She thinks I'm a idol)
She might need a Midol
She might need someone to talk to
(To talk to)
I'm slowed off this shit when I walk through
(Off this shit when I)
I'm hard as shit to talk to
(I'm hard as shit to talk to)
I don't need a Grammy
All I need is my family
That shit get me angry
When they talk 'bout my family
Don't fuck with my family
We get stupid and panic
We go stupid and vanish
We got bitches that Spanish
I got bitches from London
Bitch I'm going to Paris
Bitch I'm going to Belgium
Bitch I could be a felon
All my bitches is jealous, but they listen
I tell 'em all the shit that I'm doing
But they get mad when I tell 'em
I'm just trying to be honest
They in love with my pockets
They in love with a rockstar
I'm young and I'm poppin'
Bitch I'm up in the hills
Bitch I'm fucking with Hil
When I woke up today
I started writing my will
I just write what I feel
Ricky saved me for real
All the habit's I killed
All the blood that I spilled
I ain't going to hell
But, I'll remember the smell
I ain't going to hell
But, I'll remember the smell