I'm going guillotine, once the movement has started,

Don't stop till its made a clean cut

I'm going for necks, for heads, for wrists, don't care,

I'm the reaper and I'm slicing you up.

Auto-target, harvest organs and bodies after the hunt and

splay them on the wall.

Better put up your stock, put your mouth on the money

Why you always lurking put some love in your heart

I want that freaky shit, all of that nasty shit,

Bitch go ahead and just take off your top.

I paid her apartment, I paid for her car,

She brought you the tricks that she left learned from this dog.

Codename kid that's bored, hand

gripped on my sword,

Ready to fence, lesser man with beef with me.

Say you bring it but you weren't invited,

You're totally not wanted no B-Y-O-B.

Dancing off beat to the drum in your head

My bitch gets naked to Le-Serraffim

While you stay in your chair, just dreaming of lace

I bought her Chanel, such immaculate taste.

And you know what it is

Uh,

I want that freaky shit, all of that nasty shit,

Developed a taste for what is forbidden

Coming to grab it like abracadabra.

Why go to church, I'm too busy sinning.

I Paid her apartment, I paid for her car, she's dancing on top of it, and summoned the demon

Uh,

She wanted that Louis Vuitton so I bought it, without a second thought,

I'm not afraid if she's flaunting it off

I don't need a mic to speak what's inside my heart.

She just stays touching her toes, and my silver tongue is inside of her teeth,

And all of those words she's saying to you,

Are the things I whisper during the week.

The pillow talk, She's been looking for it

She listens to whatever the demon says,

No fear, because you won't see the business inside of the shadows

You're focused on feelings that don't really matter

So she's chasing that feeling from somebody else

My dick has brought her to thinking of cursing you out

she kept me on speed dial and called me immediately.

"Less than you desire and more than you deserve"

Kept me inside of her pockets. Just for the moment she wants to get rocked

I'm twisting a joint, wrap

It with Benjamin's

spit in their face like I'm Missy Elliott

Music is making me lose all control

Turned me into demon, she sold me her soul,

You best believe im a record breaker

And for the record, I do not give a fuck,

Haven't quite said it enough

dancing by myself, you wish you knew the steps, but instead you follow up

But you get left inside of the dust, just busy wondering what could've been

But what never was,

Should've, could've, yet you envy the buzz , and I am the wasp

Coming for your hives, you better check all of your locks, make sure your security's tight