You can be my little lette I could be your lo, yeah
You in love with killers, yeah Never met a killer, yet
My whole Posse is insane Hatchetman tatted on my neck
Some people say I'm in a gang Others insane and they're all correct
Psychopathic is my game Painted face, cleaver in my hand
Faygo in my f*ckin' trunk Fat bitches layin' in my bed
Thought I came to pop a check Bitch Im here to take these soul's
Mind control, get me in her head Smoke this blunt, we gon' f*ck some more and
Listen to my favorite band In my room, where she touch her toes
ICP, yeah, that's my shit F*ck her in my socks with the face paint on
Said she want my dick, so she put it down her throat
But I just wanted head, so I cut her off her shoulders
Threw her in a bag, then I took her home Pulled her back out, made her give me more dome
You can be my little lette I could be your lo, yeah
You in love with killers, yeah Never met a killer, yet
My whole Posse is insane Hatchetman tatted on my neck
Some people say I'm in a gang Others insane and they're all correct
Psychopathic is my game Painted face, cleaver in my hand
Faygo in my f*ckin' trunk Fat bitches layin' in my bed
Thought, I came to pop a check Bitch I'm here to take these soul's
Mind control, get me in her head Smoke this blunt, we gon' f*ck some more
Eeny miny moe, which one of you rappers wanna go
Bitch, I'm really cold, you can tell by my flow
Put a body in a bag, throw it down the hole
Must have forgotten, bitch, I'm lil juggalo
This is not a song, but if it was, This how I'd go
Girl do you wanna be my girlfriend or hoe
Bitch, you better do what the f*ck that your told
Both hands squeezed on her neck, grab her throat
You can be my little lette I could be your lo, yeah
You in love with killers, yeah Never met a killer, yet
You in love with killers, yeah Never met a killer, yet