Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Danger Incorporated
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Austin Peacock
Composer
Keeling Thompson
Composer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
More bitches, more weed, desperate for sleep
Ice in my cup, see my lean, boy, now, don't call police
Come get your girl from my sheets
Twenty, twenty, twenty dollars on me
We ballin', we shoppin' on you
You got a problem, it's true
Schemin' with Duffel and Ghoul
Swear, when I wake up, I'm blown
Peek at your bone, and I'm ghost
My **** get high when I roll
**** get high when I roll
Sand paper love, and I'm sick to my stomach
I forget it all when I roam
I'm so alone again
Tired of seein' these same fuckin' hoes again (Fuck)
I'm in that don't fuck with mode again
And no one can save me
[Verse 2]
I don't want a bitch, I just want a dad
Money's all I got, bitches all I had
Danger boys the clique, I got some dirty pics
On my phone, your bitch is sippin' on some dicks
And I'm home
Fuck all your shit, it can't move me
I'll fuck your girl, Halloweentown, you know that shit's spooky
Who got the dro?
I'm at my home watchin' Disney original movies
[Verse 3]
Oh, no, oh, no, pop another pill
Hop into the future like Phil
You can come over late
I got plenty time to kill, I could cop another feel
When you look at me, oh, what do you see?
I see the diamonds, and I see the green
All of these bitches, they dyin' to see
Yung Ghoul in the graveyard dyin' with me
[Verse 4]
I feel like the earth
Shout out to Duffel that's puffin' that purp
Don't care what I'm worth
Zeroes on zeroes, it's all 'bout that work
Slangin' that sack, man, go 'head, get murk
You know we just jerks, shout out to her
Diamonds and Benji's, she buy you like more
We scary like villains, the graveyard, we fillin'
I'm straight with the ignance, I'm ghost
[Verse 5]
Let's have a toast to those who admit it
I'm so fuckin' faded
Jaded, and later, your girl missed you, straight up
Like Neo from Matrix
I'm gone, Netflix and chill, now I'm on
Sorry 'bout that strong green lawn
Halfway to Heaven, I'm choir like reverend
Reverend, that Cherokee, look down on peasants
I'm not really reverend, don't fucking step up
We're from the burbs, but we slay like gorillas
You'll by from the night, man, Danger go skrill up
We know couple killers, my lungs 'bout to fill up
Yung Ghoul
Written by: Austin Peacock, Keeling Thompson


