Burial Grounds lyrics
by Fat Nick
[Intro: Fat Nick]
The f*ck is that? oh
[Chorus: Shakewell]
While I sip designer drugs
And I'm still pa-
While-While I sip designer drugs
And I’m still packin'-
While I sip designer drugs
And I'm still packin’ shakes
Like all my motherf*ckin' scrubs now hit the pit and fuc-
While i sip designer drugs
And I'm still packin?-
While I sip designer drugs
And I'm still pa-
While-While I sip designer drugs
And-And-And-And I'm still packin' shakes
Like all my motherf*ckin' scrubs
Now hit the pit and f*ck it up
While I sip designer drugs
And I'm packin’-
While I sip designer drugs
And I’m-
Whi-whi-whi-while I sip designer drugs
And I'm still packin’ shakes
Like all my motherf*ckin' scrubs
Now hit the pit and f*ck it up
[Verse 1: Fat Nick]
Pull up stuntin', do no cardio, my diamonds dancе
2-2-4, we shoot 'em, give no f*cks, gon’ smokе his ass (Not bad)
Rick Owens, toe stepping, dropping bands, yeah, rich and reckless
I just bought some VVSs, crumb and cut my necklace
b*tch, I know to hold Uzi hold a f*cking hundred rocks
I drink syrup, I pop a Percs, I'm breaking hearts, I'm rich and bold(Skrrt)
All designer head to toe, your main b*tch loving me (Not bad)
Snort a Roxy, then pop three, swept me off my feet (Not bad, not bad)
Tip toe, Margiela prints on all my floors
10K, neck froze, all these hollows, let 'em go
30 in my sh*t, extended di*k, gon' let it rip
I don't give a f*ck, piece of sh*t, just rest in p*ss
[Chorus: Shakewell]
While I sip designer drugs
And I'm still packin'-
While I sip designer drugs
And I'm-
While-while I sip designer drugs
And I'm still packin' shakes
Like all my motherf*ckin' scrubs
Now hit the pit and f*ck it up
While I sip designer drugs
And I'm packin'-
While I sip designer drugs
And I'm-
Whi-whi-whi-while I sip designer drugs (Feel my pain....)
And I'm still packin' shakes (Feel my pain....)
Like all my motherf*ckin' scrubs
Now hit the pit and f*ck it up
[Verse 2: Lil Peep]
Feel my pain when I scream
Listen to me, I can't breathe
Hear my voice and the way I move
Can't you see? All I want is you
Hold me down to the burial grounds
I'm going to Hell, I'm coming right back out
And when I do, I'll be ready for you
When you look at my eyes, dry blood on my shoes (Why, Do, I, Spend...)
Money on you?
You don't even tell me the truth
Tell me what the f*ck has happened to you
We used to be cool, now you so brand new
[Chorus: Shakewell]
While I sip designer drugs
And I'm still packin'-
While I sip designer drugs
And I'm still pa-
While-while I sip designer drugs
And I'm still packin' shakes
Like all my motherf*ckin' scrubs
Now hit the pit and f*ck it up
While I sip designer drugs
And I'm packin-
While I sip designer drugs
And I'm still pa-
Whi-whi-whi-while I sip designer drugs
And I'm still packin' shakes
Like all my motherf*ckin' scrubs
Now hit the pit and f*ck it-