Pick petals off of these demagogues
I beat my record on a Peloton
Balaclava been a friend of mine
I'm tryna guide them all towards the light by they...
Veer
Bitch don't yell in my ear
Things ain't been so clear
Look at my headlights, dear
I'm boasting
Packing a punch with the potion
Back with the lotion; immaculate motions
Oh shit do what they can to be noticed
It's all the stochastic shit
They claim its an accident
So how do we manage this?
Well I hope that you feel like a man again you lil' bitch
Pull up with the drums and play the death matches
Everybody wants to put me in the ashes
See me with the tambourine I might blast 'em
Hop out the casket, bitch on my lap and
I got her the catskin
I feel like I lapped 'em
But I'm not even tracking
Put bullet holes in these demigods
I heard my record on her Peloton
I bent her over it and dealt with god
And told him that I'd never do another pentagram if he
Let me stay
I don't want this love to fade
But I lied to his face
Jack of all trades
Pull up with the drums and play the death matches
Everybody wants to put me in the ashes
See me with the tambourine I might blast 'em
Hop out the casket, bitch on my lap and
I got her the catskin
I feel like I lapped 'em
But I'm not even tracking
Pull up with the drums and play the death matches
Everybody wants to put me in the ashes
See me with the tambourine I might blast 'em
Hop out the casket, bitch on my lap and
I got her the catskin
I feel like I lapped 'em
But I'm not even tracking
She beat my body with the decadence
My getaway whip like a Peloton
I fall too deep every time I'm on
And I fear that I'll fail when I'm next to god
So I don't get clean
Spill my spleen on a Maybach seat
Sick to the core I'ma need vaccine
Spit to the rhythm of their baseline needs
But they don't get met, fuck bourgeoise
Through the wealth divide, I might add 15
So I dropped to the steps of the great Sistine
And the art don't hit the way I need it to be
God don't care the way I've seen it be
Step back breath
Crowbar wit me when I B and I E