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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Peep
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gustav Ahr
Songwriter
Greaf
Songwriter
Justin Small
Songwriter
Charles Spearin
Songwriter
Ohad Bechetrit
Songwriter
Edward Jason MacKenzie
Songwriter
James Payment
Songwriter
David Mitchell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greaf
Producer
Lyrics
Cry me a river, I'ma buy you a belt
But the pain's still the same and this guap don't help
(And this guap don't help, at all, at all)
Drop a molly in my Sprite, leave that right on the shelf
Where the white? Where the white?
Only time that she yell, time that she yell (only time that she yell)
That ain't right
Ripped jeans, big screens, bad bitch and she 18
She could be my lady, you could be my lady
Hate me, everybody hate me
Every day I wake up, everything achin'
You ain't got no loyalty, then I got no respect
You ain't got no loyalty, then I got no respect
I got no respect, I got no respect
You ain't got no loyalty, then I got no respect
Everybody know I'm next, got these bitches sendin' texts
Bitches sendin' texts 'cause they know that I'm up next, yeah
I'm on a jet, yeah (on a jet)
I'm takin' bets, I'm takin' bets
What did you expect? What did you expect?
What did you expect? What did you expect?
What did you expect? What did you expect?
What did you expect, baby?
What did you expect for me to do for you?
What do you think I have to offer you?
It's cold outside tonight (it's cold outside)
And I don't got a roof over my head
It's cold outside tonight (it's cold outside)
I remember when we shared that same apartment
I loved it, and I-
Now I'm holdin' grudges (holdin' grudges, yeah)
Fuck it, I don't care no more
I don't care, I don't care at all
Not enough
Not enough at all
Ripped jeans, big screens, bad bitch and she 18
She could be my lady, you could be my lady
Hate me, everybody hate me
Every day I wake up, everything aching
You ain't got no loyalty, then I got no respect
You ain't got no loyalty, then I got no respect (yeah)
I got no respect, I got no respect
Everybody know I'm next, got these bitches sendin' texts
I got no respect, I got no respect
I got no respect, baby, I got no respect for you
I got no respect, yeah
What did you expect? Yeah (yeah)
What did you expect?
Writer(s): Charles Spearin, David Mitchell, Edward Jason Mackenzie, Greaf, Gustav Ahr, James Payment, Justin Small, Ohad Bechetrit
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