EXPIRE - Intellectual

[Intro]

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(Oh, shit)

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 (Oh—)

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 and his brains gon' have the ceiling hit (Fah, fah)

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 (Fah, fah)

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

Get a little higher

Hi-higher, yeah, yeah, yeah

High, high, high

Yeah, oh

Break into his house, make him squeak like Mickey Mouse

Chop his back with a machete, 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-bout (Fah, fah)

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 (Fah, fah)

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