[Intro: Lil Peep]
I can't feel my face, my face numb
My face numb, yeah
I can't have no bitch, I gotta wait for her
(I can't feel...)

[Chorus: Lil Peep]
I can't feel my face, my face numb
High-speed police chase my race car
Cocaine laced up all-white A1's
Steak sauce, gotta couple snakes, I'ma break off
I can't have no bitch, I gotta wait for her
I got friends with the way I don't chase plugs
Mackned brought some so I gotta take some
Goop got big guns, please don't fake none
I can't feel my face, my face numb
High speed police chase my race car
Cocaine laced up all-white A1's
Steak sauce, gotta couple snakes, I'ma break off
I can't have no bitch, I gotta wait for her
I got friends with the way I don't chase plugs
Mackned brought some so I gotta take some
Goop got big guns, please don't fake none

[Verse 1: KirbLaGoop & Mackned]
How your drank turn that colour?
You gon' kill for yo brother? You really built for that cutter? (For that cutter?)
You ain't really from the under
Had to go and serve yo uncle just so you could feed yo mother (You could feed your mother)
I put the game on check
I put these rappers all in check, my OG I respect (That's why I spit, boy)
They ain't playing with that bag
They ain't never ever had, all these rappers really fads (They some fake)
[?] to the [?]
I could never ever go, Devil get away from my soul (Devil get up off me)
Boy, you know I still pour
All that shit that I saw, that shit haunt me like a ghost ([?] haunt me)
I got some demons in my mind
You ain't never heard it in yo head to go commit the crime (Go commit the crime, whoadie)
I got some secrets that I gots to keep
I gots to deal with this here daily till I'm buried deep (GBC, ooh, yeah)
[Verse 2: Mackned]
Yeah, that 4-5, that big pole, that boom-bap, that hip hop
Them big bands, that Slipknot, I mix match
Shoot a n***a in the eyepatch
Baby girl, you sold that cat for me, hoe
Aye, ooh, gold rings on me, no Smeagol
My dawg mixing up the kibble with the rice bowl
He ready to light the hoe up like he light a light bulb
Ooh, yeah, stack that mozzarella, check a big bag
Smack it for a hour, off a thirty, let a bitch bad
I can't have no bitch I gotta fake for
She play games with me, I start a world war
Cocaine lined up, drugs is what I came for
I treat pussy like I used to treat kicked doors
Roxycodone and I'm blowing strong, ooh
He can't feel his face because his face is gone, ooh
Die today I make sure KirbLaGoop is on, yah
My shooters gon' hit you like it's after prom, Mackned

[Outro: Lil Peep]
I can't feel my face, my face numb