YNGN - JEFFERY DAHMER Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Let me take them super high
I dropped out the skies, motherfucking suicide
Way we switching lanes
Like its fucking do or die
Way we switch these chains
Each of ya'll get two this time
And the teacher lied
And the tutor lied
And the preacher died
And the students cried
Ain't no turning time
I told them the truth
We gon' kill the swine
They tryna kill the youth
Yeah
Jeffery Dahmer
Eat that bitch alive
Eat her till she crying
Supersonic vibes
Told him swing her by
She love when I arrive
That bitch picking sides
All my bitches bi, yeah
All these bitches smokers
All these bitches high
All these bitches tokers
All my bitches fried
Fucked up in her emotions, to her I tend to lie
Rub that bitch down in lotion and sent her home at night
Trojans, I can't fuck her raw
You know
Chosen, YNGN going far
You know
Hoping, hoping on a star
You know
Don't leave it open, they can't hear this part
You know
Jesus Christ
It take that much to feel alive when you know you gon' die
And when you get the chance, take it
Put you in them lights
And don't forget that man that made you
Bitch I showed you life
It take a man to understand you
I went poltergeist
Take em super high
I dropped out the skies, motherfucking paradise
Way we switching lanes
Like its fucking do or die
Way we switch these chains
Each of ya'll get two this time
Told her i'm a god, told her stop breathing
Demons got me locked, swear I got 'em screaming
Hundreds on her top make her want me
Who the fuck on top if it's not me
So shut the fuck up, ho
Brought him here for what
Pussy ain't even buck up, ho
When I walk in the building
Better get the fuck up, ho
And when I hit you from the back
Don't fuck my nut up, ho
When I fuck you on the dresser
I want you to see yourself
When I take you out in Houston
I want you to be yourself
Told her in a couple minutes
How high do you see yourself
And when I got you inside of your head
Want you to free yourself
Prosper, please prosper
I ain't seeing straight
The doctor, go get the doctor
Send that bitch to get her proctored
Can't get her knocked up
Running circles 'round your city
We move like the mobsters
Where the mob, overseas
Grab the mop, I hear something breath
On my momma, on my granny
On my fucking peace
Hold that nine, hold that blammy
Hold that fucking piece
Cause they'll get you if they get the chance
Is what I mean, King

Yeah, yeah
Let me take them super high
I dropped out the skies, motherfucking suicide
Way we switching lanes
Like its fucking do or die
Way we switch these chains
Each of ya'll get two this time
And the teacher lied
And the tutor lied
And the preacher died
And the students cried
Ain't no turning time
I told them the truth
We gon' kill the swine
They tryna kill the youth
Yeah
Jeffery Dahmer
Eat that bitch alive
Eat her till she crying
Supersonic vibes
Told him swing her by
She love when I arrive
That bitch picking sides
All my bitches bi, yeah
All these bitches smokers
All these bitches high
All these bitches tokers
All my bitches fried
Fucked up in her emotions, to her I tend to lie
Rub that bitch down in lotion and sent her home at night
Trojans, I can't fuck her raw
You know
Chosen, YNGN going far
You know
Hoping, hoping on a star
You know
Don't leave it open, they can't hear this part
You know
Jesus Christ
It take that much to feel alive when you know you gon' die
And when you get the chance, take it
Put you in them lights
And don't forget that man that made you
Bitch I showed you life
It take a man to understand you
I went poltergeist
Take em super high
I dropped out the skies, motherfucking paradise
Way we switching lanes
Like its fucking do or die
Way we switch these chains
Each of ya'll get two this time
Told her i'm a god, told her stop breathing
Demons got me locked, swear I got 'em screaming
Hundreds on her top make her want me
Who the fuck on top if it's not me
So shut the fuck up, ho
Brought him here for what
Pussy ain't even buck up, ho
When I walk in the building
Better get the fuck up, ho
And when I hit you from the back
Don't fuck my nut up, ho
When I fuck you on the dresser
I want you to see yourself
When I take you out in Houston
I want you to be yourself
Told her in a couple minutes
How high do you see yourself
And when I got you inside of your head
Want you to free yourself
Prosper, please prosper
I ain't seeing straight
The doctor, go get the doctor
Send that bitch to get her proctored
Can't get her knocked up
Running circles 'round your city
We move like the mobsters
Where the mob, overseas
Grab the mop, I hear something breath
On my momma, on my granny
On my fucking peace
Hold that nine, hold that blammy
Hold that fucking piece
Cause they'll get you if they get the chance
Is what I mean, King