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[Verse 1]
Hello
I'm a salesman sorta giant
I sell molly and mary and other various items
One time one guy came to where I'm residing
And I didn't invite him
So instead tried to fight him
I got violent
Long story short he's not breathing
For some reason I liked it and it was really exciting
Hello
I'm a salesman sorta giant
I sell molly and mary and other various items
One time one guy came to where I'm residing
And I didn't invite him
So instead tried to fight him
I got violent
Long story short he's not breathing
For some reason I liked it and it was really exciting
Couldn't stop the addiction
And the irony is
A couple junkies went missing
And I know right where they're hiding
Uh
[Hook]
Dope in the back, pretty bitch on the side
I sell dope in the back
If you tryna get high
[X5]
[Verse 2]
Task force poured into my fortress
Found some lipstick, a couple corpses
Bitches was harmed and they couldn't reach the alarm
I'm rippin' sockets out like I had fuckin' problems with arms
They found a couple portraits on the porch
But they don't check up under the floor
Its bodies and hotties And we was raging I'm gauging a shotty
Hit so many bitches I was pimping like Scotty
I'm a bull, red, piss me off
Like that lipstick position
When she kissed me
So I bit them off
They was too soft
I'm a wolf
And a designer
Mixing skin cotton leather and wool
And most people like flying kites
Riding bikes in the woods
Baking cake cause its good
I mean I would if I could
But I like playing dress up and mix match
Sorry I'mma 'fess up
You aren't getting your kids back
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Whats in my trunk?
White. Girl.
[X2]
[Verse 3]
You need a warrant, officer
You could say I kill them, if my product doesn't
Couple basement stairs where I drug them, down
It's pretty disgusting
Finger crush your face I'll leave you permanently blushing - blood
Nosebleed drugs, cook you in the oven
And the irony is
A couple junkies went missing
And I know right where they're hiding
Uh
[Hook]
Dope in the back, pretty bitch on the side
I sell dope in the back
If you tryna get high
[X5]
[Verse 2]
Task force poured into my fortress
Found some lipstick, a couple corpses
Bitches was harmed and they couldn't reach the alarm
I'm rippin' sockets out like I had fuckin' problems with arms
They found a couple portraits on the porch
But they don't check up under the floor
Its bodies and hotties And we was raging I'm gauging a shotty
Hit so many bitches I was pimping like Scotty
I'm a bull, red, piss me off
Like that lipstick position
When she kissed me
So I bit them off
They was too soft
I'm a wolf
And a designer
Mixing skin cotton leather and wool
And most people like flying kites
Riding bikes in the woods
Baking cake cause its good
I mean I would if I could
But I like playing dress up and mix match
Sorry I'mma 'fess up
You aren't getting your kids back
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Whats in my trunk?
White. Girl.
[X2]
[Verse 3]
You need a warrant, officer
You could say I kill them, if my product doesn't
Couple basement stairs where I drug them, down
It's pretty disgusting
Finger crush your face I'll leave you permanently blushing - blood
Nosebleed drugs, cook you in the oven
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