​jeffrey dahmer lyrics

[Intro]
DeCicco
Ayy, DeCicco, what up, my n*gga?

[Chorus]
Every motherf*cker online wanna rap now (Rap)
Tryna take the king's throne, so I sat down (Down)
Better give it up now, better back down (Back down)
You don't want to ever see me pull the MAC out (MAC out)
b*tch-ass kid, b*tch-ass kid
Make me wanna go off, wanna pop the lid (Grra)
Try to take me down but I'm off the grid
When I'm lookin' back in this, I know I lived
Hey, like Jeffrey Dahmer, I'm gon' rip your heart out
Walk in the store and I ball out (Yeah)
Pop a lil' Perc' and I'm rollin', I'm far out
You know I gotta get all out (Yeah)
Dahmer, Dahmer (Skrrt)
Rip out your heart like I'm Jeffrey Dahmer
f*ck the little b*tch and I need a dollar (Yeah)
Wiz Khalifa with the holla-holla

[Verse 1]
Diamonds, they wet like Poseidon (More)
When she with me, she be vibin' (Vibin')
Boyfriend be calling her phone up (Phone)
Told her to put it on silent (Silent)
Off the molly and I'm violent (Violent)
Taking off like a pilot (Pilot)
Know my number, just dial it (At the tone, please record your message)
b*tch, I'm on top, why the f*ck would I stop?
b*tch, give me top in a dark parking lot (Yeah)
Left me for dead, they left me to rot
Now they come back 'cause they know where to start (Oh)
I know they just wanna live for my bands
f*ck on your b*tch and I don't use my hands
Honda Civic, turn it into a Lamb'
Keep it one hundred, I stick to the plan (DeCicco)
[Bridge]
I wanna do this for life (Life)
I cannot make you my wife (My wife)
I wanna do it for real (For real)
b*tch, I'm a dog and I bite (Bite)
I had to put you on pause (Pause)
Had to make a couple calls (Calls)
Had to fix a couple flaws
You know I had to go turn on the frost

[Verse 2]
Take your Gucci jacket, match it with my Goyard bag (Bag)
Put it into seventh gear, I ran off with the sack (Ran off with the sack)
Tappin' on a bad b*tch, but this ain't a game of tag (Tag)
Running through these .30 clips, I'm refilling the MAC (Yeah)
I don't want to catch a body (Oh)
Hold me down, you my shawty (Yeah)
Smoking woods, no Holly (Oh)
ASAP, no Rocky (Skrrt)
Blowin' up, kamikaze (Yeah)
All these b*tches fugazi (Yeah)
I'ma pull up in a Masi' (Yeah)
Chopping bricks like karate
She seen the blue strip, so she went and stripped it down (Ooh)
Drunken on her lips, she gave me just the right amount (Just the right amount)
Numbers on my phone, I ain't think I'm going home (Home)
No one in my section, so I do it on my own (Do it on my own)
Dang, upping the sh*t in my game
Lay a finger and let the choppa go bang (Grra)
Water on me, feelin' like it's gon' rain
Popping sh*t just so I don't feel the pain
I got the Draco on me (Me)
I get the Xannys for free (Yeah)
See that boy from miles away (Uh)
Told him, "Do not look at me" (DeCicco)
When the stars come align
And the moon starts to shine
I'll be out in the night, flashbacks every time
Who I am, who I'm not, I don't really give a f*ck
Because here no one talks about what happens in the dark (Dark, dark)
[Chorus]
Every motherf*cker online wanna rap now (Rap)
Tryna take the king's throne, so I sat down (Down)
Better give it up now, better back down (Back down)
You don't want to ever see me pull the MAC out (MAC out)
b*tch-ass kid, b*tch-ass kid
Make me wanna go off, wanna pop the lid (Grra)
Try to take me down but I'm off the grid
When I'm lookin' back in this, I know I lived
Hey, like Jeffrey Dahmer, I'm gon' rip your heart out
Walk in the store and I ball out (Yeah)
Pop a lil' Perc' and I'm rollin', I'm far out
You know I gotta get all out (Yeah)
Dahmer, Dahmer (Skrrt)
Rip out your heart like I'm Jeffrey Dahmer
f*ck the little b*tch and I need a dollar (Yeah)
Wiz Khalifa with the holla-holla

[Outro]
I wanna do this for life
I cannot make you my wife
I wanna do it for real
b*tch, I'm a dog and I bite
I had to put you on pause
Had to make a couple calls
Had to fix a couple flaws
You know I had to go turn on the frost, Dahmer
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Please leave a message after the—
f*cking songs are sh*t, add me in one of your songs, suck a di*k
But I wanna get fix, Soulja-
f*ck you, stop talking about me and talking sh*t about me
And writing f*cking songs about me, suck a di*k
Can you put this as the outro of your song?
Oh, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, just-