necrophilia Lyrics

Know i'll pop open his head like a flower in bloom

Get his pasty ass skin tacked up in my room

Fuckin wakin up at seven, twenty blunts before noon

Imma spin a pussy block cause he been beggin for doom

Bring gloom like the singer of the man giles corey

I forgot your fuckin name you need remind me like dory

Know my drinks are always lighter from the vodka im pouring

He was on my block at evening he dead by the morning

All these rappers bout as blind as a cyclops with an arrow in the eye

Boutta put 'em on my plate for diners drive ins and dives

Caught him lackin in a civic, honda funeral ride

Catch a whole fuckin clip if he ain't steppin aside

DB, double barrel so i'm washing your mouth out with bullets

Put a glocky to her head, if she bite then i pull it

She gonn be a good girl n suck until i say stop

And if she givin me sass, well then she hearin a pop

Fuck slut

Possum

Play dead

Awesome

Legs spread

Blossom

Panting

Saw some

Scars on her thighs so i'm getting my nut off quick

N if her man is coming home i hop the window n dip

Caught a body on my own that ain't a fuckin assist

I'm in the kitchen and i'm weighin up a brick for the flip

Know my bread is stacking higher than an fuckin angel lives

Got these rocks on my feet and they breakin in your ribs

Uh, comin in yo house and you ain't gon hear a sound

And when i'm in the bedroom i put the glocky in her mouth

Take my fuckin dick out n fuck her over n over

Then i gut her like a fish, she my new organ donar

Spit happy and sad raps, they think i'm bipolar

I just been alone for too long bitch i'm a loner

And i'm smokin on that green but i am not a stoner

There's a good fuckin chance your bitch is havin me over