Toys lyrics

[Intro: GG Allin]
On and on and on. And people are so f*cking 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 f*cking wrong

[Verse 1: Ricky Hil]
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 b*tch, and it reeks (And it reeks)
I f*ck that b*tch 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 sh*t when I walk through (Off this sh*t when I)
I'm hard as sh*t to talk to (I'm hard as sh*t to talk to)

[Verse 2: Lil Peep]
I don't need a Grammy, all I need is my family
That sh*t get me angry, when they talk 'bout my family
Don't f*ck with my family, we get stupid and panic
We go stupid and vanish, we got b*tches that Spanish
I got b*tches from London, b*tch I'm going to Paris
b*tch I'm going to Belgium, b*tch I could be a felon
All my b*tches is jealous, but they listen, I tell 'em
All the sh*t 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'
b*tch I'm up in the hills, b*tch I'm f*cking 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 habits 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