[00:13.16][Pre-Hook: Lil Peep]
[00:13.50]Club lights, we fight every night
[00:17.05]Baby, I don't wanna do that
[00:19.59]Your type, jeans tight, dirty Sprite
[00:23.17]She like "how the **** you do that?"
[00:25.70]I can't be there all the time
[00:29.41]But you know I gotta prove that
[00:32.07]I can't leave here anytime soon
[00:34.40]I got somethin' to do, yeah
[00:38.03][Hook: Lil Peep]
[00:38.71]Walk away as the door slams
[00:41.58]You got blood on your poor hands
[00:44.64]I just wanted to help, now I'm goin' to hell
[00:47.80]Walk away as the door slams
[01:39.36][Verse: Lil Tracy]
[01:39.50]I know you wanna Facetime, baby, I have Samsung
[01:42.34]When I met your mom, she told me I was handsome
[01:45.40]You told me I'm sexy, do you still think that?
[01:48.59]You told me you loved me, do you still think that?
[01:51.80]3AM, climbin' through your window
[01:54.70]Ounce of the kush, blowin' smoke out your window
[01:57.83]You're a thousand miles away, I snort a thousand lines
[02:01.83]Step inside the club, cameras flashin' in my eyes
[02:04.44][Pre-Hook: Lil Peep]
[02:04.91]Club lights, we fight every night
[02:07.47]Baby, I don't wanna do that
[02:11.00]Your type, jeans tight, dirty Sprite
[02:14.08]She like "how the **** you do that?"
[02:17.19]I can't be there all the time
[02:20.74]But you know I gotta prove that
[02:23.36]I can't leave here anytime soon
[02:26.93]I got somethin' to do, yeah
[02:29.81][Hook: Lil Peep]
[02:30.30]Walk away as the door slams
[02:32.94]You got blood on your poor hands
[02:36.00]I just wanted to help, now I'm goin' to hell
[02:39.34]Walk away as the door slams

Club lights, we fight every night
Baby, I don't wanna do that
Your type, jeans tight, dirty Sprite
She like "how the **** you do that?"
I can't be there all the time
But you know I gotta prove that
I can't leave here anytime soon
I got somethin' to do, yeah
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
I just wanted to help, now I'm goin' to hell
Walk away as the door slams
I know you wanna Facetime, baby, I have Samsung
When I met your mom, she told me I was handsome
You told me I'm sexy, do you still think that?
You told me you loved me, do you still think that?
3AM, climbin' through your window
Ounce of the kush, blowin' smoke out your window
You're a thousand miles away, I snort a thousand lines
Step inside the club, cameras flashin' in my eyes
Club lights, we fight every night
Baby, I don't wanna do that
Your type, jeans tight, dirty Sprite
She like "how the **** you do that?"
I can't be there all the time
But you know I gotta prove that
I can't leave here anytime soon
I got somethin' to do, yeah
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
I just wanted to help, now I'm goin' to hell
Walk away as the door slams