[Intro: Cody Manson]
This is $crim beats!
Yeah...you're where the dead rockstars get the best drugs!
Trife Life!
DJ $crim with that 808!

[Chorus: Cody Manson & Jamie Madrox]
This where the dead rockstars get the best drugs (Get the best drugs)
There’s succubus bitches with split tongues (With split tongues)
This a haven for the heathens and the thugs (And the thugs)
Welcome to the 27 Club (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)
Ayy!

[Post-Chorus: Cody Manson & Jamie Madrox]
Throwin' dead presidents on a dead bitch (On a dead bitch)
Throwin' dead presidents on a dead bitch (On a dead bitch)
Throwin' dead presidents on a dead bitch (On a dead bitch)
Welcome to the 27 Club

[Verse 1: Cody Manson]
Hey! Three-Three hits got me lit, call me Sid Vicious (Yeah)
Turn your neck for a minute, now your bitch missing
Take her to the crib, knock it out the park, Ken Griffey
I be dunkin' on these hoes like I'm Blake Griffin (Yeah)
I be on that gang shit even though I don't bang sets (Nah)
Make it rain, call me Rain Man, don't need a rain check (Nah)
Hit her with the raincoat, then I got some head next (Yah)
Purple drank, purple haze, I feel like Jimi Hendrix (Yah)
B-Big gas, big racks up in the rubber band
He said he got some beef with me but I ain't never heard of him (Nah)
Let off thirty shots, watch him try to do the running man
Caught him on fire, turn the party into Burning Man (Hehehe)
I ain't - I ain't mean to flash out, I ain't into trickin' but tonight I'm 'bout to cash out (Yeah)
Party pack of pills not for sale, just to pass out (Yeah)
Better drink some water 'fore you fuck around and pass out ('Bout to find out)
[Chorus: Cody Manson & Jamie Madrox]
This where the dead rockstars get the best drugs (Get the best drugs)
There’s succubus bitches with split tongues (With split tongues)
This a haven for the heathens and the thugs (And the thugs)
Welcome to the 27 Club (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)
Ayy!

[Post-Chorus: Cody Manson & Jamie Madrox]
Throwin' dead presidents on a dead bitch (On a dead bitch)
Throwin' dead presidents on a dead bitch (On a dead bitch)
Throwin' dead presidents on a dead bitch (On a dead bitch)
Welcome to the 27 Club

[Verse 2: Keith Stoned]
Grab my cup, crack the seal, then pour it in
The door's always open for us like Jim Morrison (Ayy)
She's got vampire bites and a split tongue
Slit my wrist, let her drink my blood (Yeah)
Whole gang mob in this bitch, that's The Walking Dead (Dead shit)
Kurt Cobain takin' straight shots to the head (Bow)
Throwin' racks on her ass, that's a blue moon (Stand out)
Seein' stars everywhere that I look in the room (Damn)
Should have been dead years ago like Keith Richards (Haha)
Doin' laced cocaine, takin' hits with Mac Miller
All these drugs are A1 (A1), sippin' on some redrum (Rum)
Twenty-seven white lighters so don't get lit up (Brrraa)
Pull up in the hearse (hearse), just got it out the dealership
Can't pay to get in, you gotta have a membership (Yeah)
Me and Fredo in the cut, rollin' up hella blunts
It's the only place that we go to turn up
Yeah! Yuh!
[Chorus: Cody Manson & Jamie Madrox]
This where the dead rockstars get the best drugs (Get the best drugs)
There’s succubus bitches with split tongues (With split tongues)
This a haven for the heathens and the thugs (And the thugs)
Welcome to the 27 Club (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)
Ayy!

[Post-Chorus: Cody Manson & Jamie Madrox]
Throwin' dead presidents on a dead bitch (On a dead bitch)
Throwin' dead presidents on a dead bitch (On a dead bitch)
Throwin' dead presidents on a dead bitch (On a dead bitch)
Welcome to the 27 Club

[Verse 3: Jamie Madrox]
Her booty look like square, flesh poppin' through fishnets
Dead presidents on her biscuits (Drop drop drop)
She whispered in my ear that the way that I was spittin' (Oh boy)
I could smash her cake and frost on her meniscus (Uh, yeah)
Club 27, got the dead presidents (Uh huh)
Grim Reaper creepin' all up in the residence (Hahahaha)
You have a death with the dying in the strobe light
With shots after shots for the whole night? (Brraw)
Sweatin' liquor on the dance floor
Blowin' kisses like she wants a piece of what's up in my cat shorts (Eww)
I'm a maniac of all sorts
I hack you up in some carry-ons and leave you at the airport
International business-class ho
With a luggage rack, you ain't nothin' sassy no more (Naw bitch)
Now they know it is, they noticin' the game change
Club 27 at the ball with the fuckin' main game
[Chorus: Cody Manson & Jamie Madrox]
This where the dead rockstars get the best drugs (Get the best drugs)
There’s succubus bitches with split tongues (With split tongues)
This a haven for the heathens and the thugs (And the thugs)
Welcome to the 27 Club (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)
Ayy!

[Post-Chorus: Cody Manson & Jamie Madrox]
Throwin' dead presidents on a dead bitch (On a dead bitch)
Throwin' dead presidents on a dead bitch (On a dead bitch)
Throwin' dead presidents on a dead bitch (On a dead bitch)
Welcome to the 27 Club

[Outro: Cody Manson]
Sometimes I ride the white tiger (Tiger)
I'm so high I can't get no higher (Higher)
That's your dime but I just got with her (Yeah)
When I die they'll find a white lighter (Ay)
Sometimes I ride the white tiger (Yeah)
I'm so high I can't get no higher (I know)
That's your dime but I just got with her (With her)
When I die they'll find a white lighter (Lighter)