Call me the billionaire breaker, turn 'em into my bitch
I'm the king of the freaks a' down here diggin' a ditch
I'm at a weed cafe on a Netherlands street
Riding a caffeine buzz and I'm starting to peak
Mescaline pile, gettin' me high
Laser beam eyes, puncture of the sky
I'm catching lightning in a bottle and I'm hitting it hard
I got no time for your bullshit so don't even start
Freak magnet
Pushin' back at you
Straitjacket
I'm a rock star in the gutter and I love it down here
I'll take a shit on Mar-a-lago while I'm drinkin' a beer
Fuck your champagne wishes and your caviar dreams
I'll throw a brick through your window
And I'll kick in your teeth
I got a methadone twitch with a Vicodin itch
I'm smoking crank on a foil like a son of a bitch
Gonna fuck your borders, barbed wire dick
Gorge on bullshit, #1 spic
This is an all-black Russian hack, go USA
Trump's in bed with North Korea
And that just might be gay, come on
Straitjacket
Buckle up now quick
Freak magnet
I got a .357 and it's loaded and locked
Pullin' a hair-brain trigger 'cause the hammer is cocked
I got a razor blade smile and a cocaine tongue
I got a boner for miles, I'm slinging loads for fun
Carry a whiskey brown suitcase loaded with hash
I'm eatin' pussy by a dumpster
Beard stinking like snatch
I'll drink you...
Under the table with a gasoline smile
Honey you're my fire, let's get lost for a while
Blotto all our memories in bottles of wine
Got a snake charmer's eyes, now you're caught on my line
I'm chopping rails on a toilet, blazin' up the stall
Chuggin' Jack in the food court, throwing up in the mall
I'm a psychoactive child in a rich man's game
I bet my future on a bar fight, kickin' ass, takin' names
I'm a
Freak magnet
Pushin' back at you
Straitjacket
Buckle up now
Black casket
I'm in a polka-dot hearse headed straight for the grave
No class, fast track, I can't be saved
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