EXPIRE

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Oh, sh*t

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