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Hear them talking on the phone
They call the exorcist
I'ma shoot right between his eyes
I'm a perfectionist
Baby, you can't get this love
I ain't affectionate
I got cuts all over my wrist
We not connecting it
Two tone Glock, yeah, I'm killing it
I'm on three hundred mil of sert
And I ain't feeling it
I got that model 83 and I'm concealing it
(Oh, oh) i'ma shoot him in his brains
Gon' have the ceiling hit (Bah, bah)

I'ma make him expire creeping, crawling
All around his room like a spider
I'm on the dark web, murder for hire
7921, get a little higher (Bah, bah)
I'ma make him expire creeping, crawling
All around his room like a spider
I'm on the dark web, murder for hire
7921, get a little higher

We'll get a little higher, yeah
High- higher, higher, yo high- high, higher
High, high, higher

Break into his house
Make him squeak like Mickey Mouse
Chop his back with a machete
Make him scream and shout (Oh, boy)
Sacrificed his ass, I poured him out
I be talking to demons
I think they know what I'm about (Bah, bah)

I'ma make him expire creeping, crawling
All around his room like a spider
I'm on the dark web, murder for hire
7921, get a little higher (Bah, bah)
I'ma make him expire creeping, crawling
All around his room like a spider
I'm on the dark web, murder for hire
7921, get a little higher