Jeffery Dahmer
Try to call my Bitch but she not picking up the phone
Try to pick up perky
Try to call my Bitch but she not picking up the phone
Try to pick up perky but the plug say he not home
I get chickens and that turkey, Jeffrey Dahmer to the bone
Bitch you speak Ebonics I ain't talking, leave a tone
Bitch
Yuh
What you think this is?
I'm off medication, tweakin' out and sippin' tris
Fuck out of my biz
Bitch who in yo biz?
Run a quarterback blitz, bitch run me my dig-it's (Uh)
I just tried to call my Bitch but she not picking up the phone
I just dialed up the plug and my phone say unknown
I get chickens and that turkey, Jeffrey Dahmer to the bone
If you speak Ebonics drill a hole up in yo dome
Fuck it go off in my zone
I'm off these pills when I sip on patron
Call me George Pickens my feet in the cone
I ain't no jit, hit a lick bitch I'm grown
Twenty four seven this hoe hit my phone
Only worried bout money, bitch gimme a loan
I hit her twice and her back gettin' blown yuh
And her back gettin' blown
That bitch was my slave, Andrew Tate gettin' owned
I just got two, Kid Buu get cloned
Pulled over with Bal, smokin' Za we was stoned
Had to cancel my date, tell that bitch to post pone
I was flag on a hoe, fuck her sister she moan
Bitch I'm mentally ill, I be takin' these pills, I be feelin' like Bill
My bitch tell me to chill
Relax, I'm not boolin' with Krill
Tried to call my bitch but she not pickin' up the phone (Okay, okay)
Tried to pick up perky but the plug say he not home
I get chickens and that turkey, Jeffrey Dahmer to the bone
Try to pick up perky
Try to call my Bitch but she not picking up the phone
Try to pick up perky but the plug say he not home
I get chickens and that turkey, Jeffrey Dahmer to the bone
Bitch you speak Ebonics I ain't talking, leave a tone
Bitch
Yuh
What you think this is?
I'm off medication, tweakin' out and sippin' tris
Fuck out of my biz
Bitch who in yo biz?
Run a quarterback blitz, bitch run me my dig-it's (Uh)
I just tried to call my Bitch but she not picking up the phone
I just dialed up the plug and my phone say unknown
I get chickens and that turkey, Jeffrey Dahmer to the bone
If you speak Ebonics drill a hole up in yo dome
Fuck it go off in my zone
I'm off these pills when I sip on patron
Call me George Pickens my feet in the cone
I ain't no jit, hit a lick bitch I'm grown
Twenty four seven this hoe hit my phone
Only worried bout money, bitch gimme a loan
I hit her twice and her back gettin' blown yuh
And her back gettin' blown
That bitch was my slave, Andrew Tate gettin' owned
I just got two, Kid Buu get cloned
Pulled over with Bal, smokin' Za we was stoned
Had to cancel my date, tell that bitch to post pone
I was flag on a hoe, fuck her sister she moan
Bitch I'm mentally ill, I be takin' these pills, I be feelin' like Bill
My bitch tell me to chill
Relax, I'm not boolin' with Krill
Tried to call my bitch but she not pickin' up the phone (Okay, okay)
Tried to pick up perky but the plug say he not home
I get chickens and that turkey, Jeffrey Dahmer to the bone
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Writer(s): Cooper Cosentino
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