PSS PSS
Death Grips Lyrics


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I saw you doing peace signs with the F.B.I
Might've tried that in the future before so don't lie
All dead dogs go to heaven 'cause the bitches let them in
They're just racist and they wanna fuck
God chills out 'cause she doesn't touch
This is where I don't come in
This is where I have been maybe
Have a sad cum, baby

I fuck it out and I dip-dip-dip
Drop you like asses and you trip-trip-trip
I can't stop it when I drip-drip-drip
You can't stop it when you drip-drip-drip
I piss on your face like I'm pss-pss-pss
You lick up the place like you're pss-pss-pss
We pick up the pace like we're pss-pss-pss
I'm the fuck you're chasing like pss-pss-pss

My shit's been retarded since beginning of time
I'm up in your body like sickest one line
I'm the only thing ever on my mind
You're one of those things I never rewind
I'm coming out your pocket like carving pools
With my jewels
I'm throwing heebie-jeebies like iTunes
The cars that go boom
These are my gold bars melted on spoons
My junk hits like martial law
You nod like "true"

I fuck it out and I dip-dip-dip
Drop you like asses and you trip-trip-trip
I can't stop it when I drip-drip-drip
You can't stop it when you drip-drip-drip
I piss on your face like I'm pss-pss-pss
You lick up the place like you're pss-pss-pss
We pick up the pace like we're pss-pss-pss
I'm the fuck you're chasing like pss-pss-pss

If I were her and she was him we would go and fuck ourselves again and again
Life is very dangerous and it wants to rearrange us like your friends, like the end
Show me into Target and I'll show you how I bought it with my mind in my mind
Touch it out in the parking lot, fuck me while the whole world watch us waste our time

I fuck it out and I dip-dip-dip
Drop you like asses and you trip-trip-trip
I can't stop it when I drip-drip-drip
You can't stop it when you drip-drip-drip
I piss on your face like I'm pss-pss-pss
You lick up the place like you're pss-pss-pss




We pick up the pace like we're pss-pss-pss
I'm the fuck you're chasing like pss-pss-pss

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Death Grips’s song PSS PSS are characteristic of their aggressive style and contain a number of violent and sexually charged images. The first stanza seems to reference the government’s surveillance of its citizens, as the singer claims to have seen someone doing peace signs with the FBI. They may be suggesting that individuals who believe they are giving friendly signals to authorities are ultimately being betrayed. The next line, “Might’ve tried that in the future before so don’t lie,” is a bit more ambiguous, but could be read as a warning to others not to make the same mistake.


The following lines, “All dead dogs go to heaven ‘cause the bitches let them in / They’re just racist and they wanna f*** / God chills out ‘cause she doesn’t touch,” are likely meant to be intentionally provocative and are difficult to interpret with any certainty. However, the first line could be seen as both an absurdist statement and a subtle reference to the Biblical idea that animals may have souls. The second line suggests that people in power are driven in part by sexual impulses, while the third line subverts traditional religious imagery by presenting God as a passive figure.


The chorus then consists of a series of repeated lines in which the singer boasts about their sexual prowess and dominance, using the phrase “pss pss pss” to suggest the sound of urination. The final stanza brings back the theme of surveillance and control, as the singer declares that “Life is very dangerous and it wants to rearrange us like your friends, like the end.” They suggest that even seemingly innocuous activities like shopping at Target can be used against us. The final line of the song, “I’m the f*** you’re chasing like pss pss pss,” is a bold assertion of the singer’s power and control.


Line by Line Meaning

I saw you doing peace signs with the F.B.I
I witnessed you making a gesture of peace with the Federal Bureau of Investigation


Might've tried that in the future before so don't lie
It's possible that you've done it before, no need to deny


All dead dogs go to heaven 'cause the bitches let them in
Dead dogs are accepted in heaven because female dogs allow them in


They're just racist and they wanna fuck
The people who don't allow dogs in heaven are prejudiced and sexually motivated


God chills out 'cause she doesn't touch
God remains calm because she doesn't interfere


This is where I don't come in
This situation is not my responsibility


This is where I have been maybe
In the past, I might have been involved in similar situations


Have a sad cum, baby
Enjoy your melancholic orgasm, my dear


I fuck it out and I dip-dip-dip
I engage in sexual intercourse and quickly leave afterwards


Drop you like asses and you trip-trip-trip
I let go of you like a piece of garbage and you stumble around


I can't stop it when I drip-drip-drip
I can't control myself when I ejaculate semen


You can't stop it when you drip-drip-drip
You can't control yourself when you secrete bodily fluids


I piss on your face like I'm pss-pss-pss
I urinate on your face, making the sound of a hiss


You lick up the place like you're pss-pss-pss
You clean up the mess, making the sound of a hiss


We pick up the pace like we're pss-pss-pss
We increase the tempo, making the sound of a hiss


I'm the fuck you're chasing like pss-pss-pss
I'm the sexual partner you desire and pursue, making the sound of a hiss


My shit's been retarded since beginning of time
My music has been unconventional and insane from the start


I'm up in your body like sickest one line
I'm inside your mind with the most disturbing lyrics


I'm the only thing ever on my mind
I constantly think about myself and my music


You're one of those things I never rewind
You're not worth remembering or going back to


I'm coming out your pocket like carving pools
I'm making money off of you like a pool business


With my jewels
With my valuable and prized possessions


I'm throwing heebie-jeebies like iTunes
I'm creating a feeling of unease like a digital music store


The cars that go boom
Referring to a popular song from the 90s


These are my gold bars melted on spoons
My possessions are valuable like melted gold on spoons


My junk hits like martial law
My genitalia makes an impact like military rule


You nod like "true"
You agree with me and show your approval


If I were her and she was him we would go and fuck ourselves again and again
If our roles were reversed, we would engage in self-intercourse repeatedly


Life is very dangerous and it wants to rearrange us like your friends, like the end
Life is unpredictable and seeks to change us, including our relationships and death


Show me into Target and I'll show you how I bought it with my mind in my mind
I will demonstrate how I can shop at a popular store using only my thoughts


Touch it out in the parking lot, fuck me while the whole world watch us waste our time
Let's have sex in public, while everyone else observes our pointless actions




Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED
Written by: ANDREW MORIN, ZACHARY CHARLES HILL, STEFAN CORBIN BURNETT

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Comments from YouTube:

Afrew Spines

all dead dogs go to heaven
’cause dumb bitches let them in.

Instantly one of my favorite lyrics ever.

Thrasher Of Spinchters

This is one of the most unique songs I've heard when it comes to instrumentals but it feels weird cause it's about pissing on someones face.

Dumpster

yeah same, I jam on this then hear him talking about peeing on someone's face and I feel uncomfortable.. Unfortunate, this is a masterpiece!!!

Ewan Goodwin

what were you expecting from death grips

yung pm

Man if this makes you uncomfortable, I have bad news about the entire death grips discography.

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Sam Doe

I played this for my girlfriend on our first date. It's our song now. We're playing it at our wedding <3

musicfilmhead90

Sam Doe a great wedding it will be lol.

Th 43_%zZ

Hah. Good one. A dg fan getting married? Hahaha....

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EndOfSmallSanctuary

2:45 probably my favourite fifteen seconds of any Death Grips song. This part just goes insanely hard.

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