I'm a bend your fuckin body
Like you do palates
Don't need a shotty
I use power tools
When I feel naughty
My head is foggy
Tweakin out inside of hotel lobbies
All my victims can't believe
That they still haven't caught me
Kill you very slow
Is my MO
I know it's gnarly
Hurt you nine to five
Until you die
Like I make hourly
Chainsaw loud as fuck
My neighbors think I own a Harley
Nick at night
The way I'm pullin out the eye of Carly
Carly
Hardly
Bargaining
Gargling
On her blood
Pardon me
Targeting
Helpless queens
Is my thing
Mask on
Trick or treat
Halloween
I think you might of mistaken
When I said
I was a nice guy
My friendliness is cover up
For hiding my dark side
I smile laugh and flirt
To disengage from my urges
I'll turn your flesh to leather jackets
Like I'm riding to Sturgis
I need more surgeons
Cuz these bodies are stacked up
I'm gassed up
Remove both of your feet
If you act up
I'm masked up and dangerous
With the rifle off safety
Call me crazy
At your house I'll throw more bombs
Than Tom Brady
Pretty Katy
Oops I mean Carly
Pardon me
All of these drugs they got in my system
Can make it hard to see
Shawty working on my wood
Like it's some carpentry
No one that is my competition
Is near as hard as me
I'm a bend your fuckin body
Like you do palates
Don't need a shotty
I use power tools
When I feel naughty
My head is foggy
Tweakin out inside of hotel lobbies
All my victims can't believe
That they still haven't caught me
Kill you very slow
Is my MO
I know it's gnarly
Hurt you nine to five
Until you die
Like I make hourly
Chainsaw loud as fuck
My neighbors think I own a Harley
Nick at night
The way I'm pullin out the eye of Carly
I'll kill a random just for fun
This time of day really gets me
Hit me baby one more time
A masochist like I'm Britney
Zippy both your fucking lips
With staples while I'm just tipsy
Put a nail inside your heel
Then make you stand on your tippy's
Money talks
But talking nasty is my second language
Mandingo blade
There's no damn way
That your body can take this
I know you hate this
But for me it's helping when I'm anxious
Yeah I'm addicted to the thrill
There's no way you can tame this
For all my fans that want a story
This ain't this
I made this song to vent about
The pictures I'm painting
I'm sick inside the head
My thoughts and urges are dangerous
My music is my therapy
My thoughts are my anguish
I'm gripped up
Two blunts to get me more ripped up
I'll fuck you till you puke
I'm not the guy you should hit up
Get nip tucked and healthy
Staples all on your butt cheeks
Replace the extra fat
To just attach to your front feet
I'm a bend your fuckin body
Like you do palates
Don't need a shotty
I use power tools
When I feel naughty
My head is foggy
Tweakin out inside of hotel lobbies
All my victims can't believe
That they still haven't caught me
Kill you very slow
Is my MO
I know it's gnarly
Hurt you nine to five
Until you die
Like I make hourly
Chainsaw loud as fuck
My neighbors think I own a Harley
Nick at night
The way I'm pullin out the eye of Carly
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