Coffin

Lyrics

[Intro] Lil' Chubbs [Verse 1] Yo, this game about to drive my mind cuckoo I'm not your rival, I'm your fucking style guru All from a couple shit freestyles up on my YouTube Shout to ballerinas; like it? I buy two-two I wouldn't lie to you, I put my hand to God above I used to be mad he didn't answer us But then I got more popular Real as fuck, being honest here I dreamed of this life on the bus (Front row) But last six months, I needed drugs for every time I thought of her I saw the white van coming for me But it was just the courier (Look, there it go) Dropping off awards I won by accident, I'm like Forrest Gump Message to my enemies: thanks for being part of my fairytale I lay with models like every day And I treat my laurels like a bed of nails I used to steal attire (What?) As a minor (As a minor) From Rundle Mall Myer (Rundle Mall Myer) To look flyer (To look flyer) I live my life to the fullest Damn, my heart is still ticking Then I'm going straight to hell I'm tryna chill with Little Nicky, yeah [Chorus] Angel in my phone, she just said, "Hey" And I been tryna hit since the tenth grade Told her, "I'm for now, not every day" Because I'll be a problem till I'm in my coffin (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Angel in my phone, she just said, "Hey" (Said, "Hey") And I been tryna hit since the tenth grade (Tenth grade) Told her, "I'm for now, not every day" Because I'll be a problem till I'm in my coffin [Verse 2] There's two things that I never miss: sessions and women (Ayy) That's a lie, but lying feels just that much better than wishin' (Ayy) There's two things that I don't mix: friendship and ambition I feel like Axl Rose in '87, the present edition And I got all the girls that heaven is missing, my guardian angels I got to start going to church 'Cause my life's so good, I gotta be thankful I'm having trouble with falling in love But fucking, I'll always be able And I'm such a patriot, getting more head than a cross into Cahill Hold up now I might be the world's most surrounded loner, uh No wonder that my nose is powder-coated, uh I know nothing is forever, now's my moment, uh When you see me—*cough*—now you choking Yes, I love running this city, I should run for city office But I'm too busy running the city to run the city Now that's a tricky problem And I'm sleeping on their mixtape Should have called it Egyptian cotton I get beauty sleep on their catalogues That's why I'm so pretty looking [Chorus] Angel in my phone, she just said, "Hey" (Said, "Hey") And I been tryna hit since the tenth grade (Tenth grade) Told her, "I'm for now, not every day" Because I'll be a problem till I'm in my coffin Angel in my phone, she just said, "Hey" (Said, "Hey") And I been tryna hit since the tenth grade (Tenth grade) Told her, "I'm for now, not every day" Because I'll be a problem till I'm in my coffin [Outro] Bury me with my money