Bitch, I feel like Fish Narc
BetterOffDead Nigga
I try to keep my head up
Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
I try to keep my head up (my head up)
Girls in the whip (girls in the whip)
I pop a pill, I'm fed up (fed up)
Get off my dick (hang in there, motherf*cka)
I'm tryna get my bread up (my bread up)
I left a bitch (I left a bitch)
That's why I'm always f*cked up (f*cked up)
All black for you (all black for you)
In the back for you (In the back for you)
Count stacks for you (count stacks for you)
Lovin' Los Angeles
I got Gucci, I got Prada, got Louis on my bomber
She was tryna call me, I don't wanna call her
She was tryna call me, I don't wanna phone her
Runnin' up a check, yeah, like I was a runner
Now I'm rolling blunts, yeah yeah, so down
Now I'm going up, yeah yeah, no down
Gold my ring, yeah yeah, roll out
Now I'm in the truck, yeah yeah
Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
I try to keep my head up (my head up)
Girls in the whip (girls in the whip)
I pop a pill, I'm fed up (fed up)
Get off my dick (hang in there, motherf*cka)
I'm tryna get my bread up (my bread up)
I left a bitch (I left a bitch)
That's why I'm always f*cked up (f*cked up)
All black for you (all black for you)
In the back for you (in the back for you)
Count stacks for you (count stacks for you)
Lovin' Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
Ooh, girl why you frontin'?
Now we moving out to London
Stay far from the f*ck shit
Catch flights like it's nothing, yeah
Always counting up the hundreds (always counting up the hundreds)
That's just how we come in (that's just how we come in)
I was faded at the function (at the function)
Now we going out to London (going out to London)
Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
I try to keep my head up (my head up)
Girls in the whip (girls in the whip)
I pop a pill, I'm fed up (fed up)
Get off my dick (hang in there, motherf*cka)
I'm tryna get my bread up (my bread up)
I left a bitch (I left a bitch)
That's why I'm always f*cked up (f*cked up)
All black for you (all black for you)
In the back for you (in the back for you)
Count stacks for you (count stacks for you)
Lovin' Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
Now we moving out to London
GothBoiClique
LA to London Video (MV)
Performed By: Lil Peep
From Album: EVERYBODY'S EVERYTHING
Written by: Adam Saini, Benjamin Friars-Funkhouser, Gabriel Rousseau, Gustav Ahr
Year: 2019
Lil Peep - LA to London Lyrics
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Bitch, I feel like Fish Narc
BetterOffDead Nigga
I try to keep my head up
Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
I try to keep my head up (my head up)
Girls in the whip (girls in the whip)
I pop a pill, I'm fed up (fed up)
Get off my dick (hang in there, motherf*cka)
I'm tryna get my bread up (my bread up)
I left a bitch (I left a bitch)
That's why I'm always f*cked up (f*cked up)
All black for you (all black for you)
In the back for you (In the back for you)
Count stacks for you (count stacks for you)
Lovin' Los Angeles
I got Gucci, I got Prada, got Louis on my bomber
She was tryna call me, I don't wanna call her
She was tryna call me, I don't wanna phone her
Runnin' up a check, yeah, like I was a runner
Now I'm rolling blunts, yeah yeah, so down
Now I'm going up, yeah yeah, no down
Gold my ring, yeah yeah, roll out
Now I'm in the truck, yeah yeah
Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
I try to keep my head up (my head up)
Girls in the whip (girls in the whip)
I pop a pill, I'm fed up (fed up)
Get off my dick (hang in there, motherf*cka)
I'm tryna get my bread up (my bread up)
I left a bitch (I left a bitch)
That's why I'm always f*cked up (f*cked up)
All black for you (all black for you)
In the back for you (in the back for you)
Count stacks for you (count stacks for you)
Lovin' Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
Ooh, girl why you frontin'?
Now we moving out to London
Stay far from the f*ck shit
Catch flights like it's nothing, yeah
Always counting up the hundreds (always counting up the hundreds)
That's just how we come in (that's just how we come in)
I was faded at the function (at the function)
Now we going out to London (going out to London)
Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
I try to keep my head up (my head up)
Girls in the whip (girls in the whip)
I pop a pill, I'm fed up (fed up)
Get off my dick (hang in there, motherf*cka)
I'm tryna get my bread up (my bread up)
I left a bitch (I left a bitch)
That's why I'm always f*cked up (f*cked up)
All black for you (all black for you)
In the back for you (in the back for you)
Count stacks for you (count stacks for you)
Lovin' Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
Now we moving out to London
GothBoiClique
BetterOffDead Nigga
I try to keep my head up
Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
I try to keep my head up (my head up)
Girls in the whip (girls in the whip)
I pop a pill, I'm fed up (fed up)
Get off my dick (hang in there, motherf*cka)
I'm tryna get my bread up (my bread up)
I left a bitch (I left a bitch)
That's why I'm always f*cked up (f*cked up)
All black for you (all black for you)
In the back for you (In the back for you)
Count stacks for you (count stacks for you)
Lovin' Los Angeles
I got Gucci, I got Prada, got Louis on my bomber
She was tryna call me, I don't wanna call her
She was tryna call me, I don't wanna phone her
Runnin' up a check, yeah, like I was a runner
Now I'm rolling blunts, yeah yeah, so down
Now I'm going up, yeah yeah, no down
Gold my ring, yeah yeah, roll out
Now I'm in the truck, yeah yeah
Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
I try to keep my head up (my head up)
Girls in the whip (girls in the whip)
I pop a pill, I'm fed up (fed up)
Get off my dick (hang in there, motherf*cka)
I'm tryna get my bread up (my bread up)
I left a bitch (I left a bitch)
That's why I'm always f*cked up (f*cked up)
All black for you (all black for you)
In the back for you (in the back for you)
Count stacks for you (count stacks for you)
Lovin' Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
Ooh, girl why you frontin'?
Now we moving out to London
Stay far from the f*ck shit
Catch flights like it's nothing, yeah
Always counting up the hundreds (always counting up the hundreds)
That's just how we come in (that's just how we come in)
I was faded at the function (at the function)
Now we going out to London (going out to London)
Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
I try to keep my head up (my head up)
Girls in the whip (girls in the whip)
I pop a pill, I'm fed up (fed up)
Get off my dick (hang in there, motherf*cka)
I'm tryna get my bread up (my bread up)
I left a bitch (I left a bitch)
That's why I'm always f*cked up (f*cked up)
All black for you (all black for you)
In the back for you (in the back for you)
Count stacks for you (count stacks for you)
Lovin' Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
Now we moving out to London
GothBoiClique
Writer: Adam Saini, Benjamin Friars-Funkhouser, Gabriel Rousseau, Gustav Ahr
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
