Lyrics Veins - Lil Peep

Layin' on my back now, lay another track down
Brought the black cats out, bad luck
If and when I snap now, try not to get capped now
I'll bring the black cats out, now you fucked (fuck)
Watchin' for the pigs while I ride real slow
Smoking thraxx, read my tats from the backseat (thraxx)

Why you throwin' shade like you finna phase me?
You a ho-ass bitch, need a Maxi (bitch)
Pad for your pussy blood dripping down your skinnys
I could serve you for some 20's, but my raps free
Young bitch, I got plenty, on my bottle it say Rémy
On my belt that shit say Fendi and the back green (clean)

Got me talkin' 'bout my clothes, girl (clothes, girl)
When I fall, won't you pick me up?
I'm talkin' 'bout my old girl
When I call, she don't pick it up
My head hurt from the drugs
It's somethin' in the bud, man, I need a new plug (new plug, ayy)
I feel it in my veins (oh)
All my bitches dumb 'cause they give me all they brains

Put me on the map now, I could hold the map down
See me in the background, rolling up (yeah)
I don't gotta rap loud, bitch, I got that trap sound
Hold on to my strap with the Cobra Clutch
Watch out for the bitch in the black Range Rove'
Drivin' fast while she listenin' to Max B (what, what?)

Got the tats on her ass and the black ski mask in the back
If you tryna get yo' ass beat
One for the money, blow, two for the show
My flow go perfect with a sad beat (sad beat)
Everywhere I go, all I ever see is snow
In the summertime, pussy make me happy (make me happy)

Now for 100 percent, that's crazy
That's that real music, man
Come back home, motherfuckers see how real it is, man
He said like, "Damn, man" like, you know
'Cause the world is so big, you feel me? And you like
I wanna spread so much love, you know?
It's like, man, I got a lot of love to spread, and
I just want the world

Got me talkin' 'bout my clothes, girl (yeah)
You feel me, I want the world to hear it, you know?
So it's like, I'm cryin' for everybody, man
Won't you pick me up? (Yeah)
And for real love man, 'cause
That's where the music comes from man
I'm talkin' 'bout my old girl (yeah)
It's 100 percent love man, you know?
When I call she don't pick it up (yeah)

This is, this where we at, man, this is the home, man
My head hurt from the drugs
This is where motherfuckers started somethin'
It's somethin' in the bud man, I need a new plug (yeah)
You know, nothing's promised, man
I feel it in my veins
So we just doin' what we do, man
Shouts out to Based fam, you know everybody that believe in me
Everybody that's holdin' it down, you know, uh