Exorcist lyrics

[Intro]
I'm on approximately three pills of Viagra right now
Shh, I smoke crack
Kxll, why don’t you tell us a little about yourself? (Mathias)
Umm, I get zero b*tches and my meat's sore because I'm addicted to Pornhub
f*ck you guys, f*ck yeah
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Point the pistol at his f*ckin' face and then I end his sh*t
Bouncin' off the walls, I'm tweakin' out, I need my medicine
I feel like I'm God, send him to light, not talking Edison
Spit right in your face and punch your sh*t, ain't got no etiquette
Ayy, post mortem on his corpse, I let him rot, huh
Close combat in the pit, I love to sock sh*t
No, I don't understand why they keep talking
Scope on the FN if he with that nonsense (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse]
She suck my di*k, neck spinnin' like exorcist
I put a blade in her mans, he got tetanus
He throw a fit, Luffy, I'm stretching him
Don't f*ck with police, I don't f*ck with questioning
Blood on my fit, blood on my vetements
No, I don't f*ck with these dudes like I'm feminist
What is the sitch? Feel like Kim Possible
Whip out my di*k and she ride it like carnival (Uh, ayy)
Close-range melee, when I'm p*ssed I might rush, huh
Yes, your b*tch like when my di*k in her guts, huh
Pack a punch on my gun, QuickDraw I bust, uh
He say, she say, this and that, b*tch, just hush, uh
[Chorus]
Point the pistol at his f*ckin' face and then I end his sh*t
Bouncin' off the walls, I'm tweakin' out, I need my medicine
I feel like I'm God, send him to light, not talking Edison
Spit right in your face and punch your sh*t, ain't got no etiquette
Ayy, post mortem on his corpse, I let him rot, huh
Close combat in the pit, I love to sock sh*t
No, I don't understand why they keep talking
Scope on the FN if he with that nonsense