Dahmer ft. Meek Lyrics

Ridin' with the Drake, man, ridin' with a llama

Cut a bitch like some crops, I'm a fuckin' farmer

I ain't with the chatting, man, I ain't with the drama

Send him to the ER, have a nigga trauma

Nigga bleedin' out, man, yellin' for his mama

Chopper spittin' crazy, yeah, chopper spittin' lava

Spin that shit again, man, we goin' for the saga

Fuckin' on a white ho, take her ass to Cava

Pussy nice and sweet, man, taste like some guava

She know I blow the gas, but it make a nigga calmer

Mix my shit with the wok, they call me on a plumber

Like my bitches black and black, like a Keke Palmer

Like the way she eat it up, call her Jeffrey Dahmer

Love it when the pussy warm and wet, like a sauna

Fuck it cop a jet, yeah, fly her to Tijuana

AK hit his face, so I call it Jeffrey Dahmer

She gon' call me daddy, but you know I'm not her father

Put her in Balencis, but the shoes fresh outta prada

Chopper look like a creature, man, I swear that shit a monster

We gon' off his mama, now that nigga is a foster

Fuckin with my team, put her on a roster

Feds askin' questions, I don't know, caca

Walk a nigga down, put one in his mata

Catch him with his niggas, bitch, you know we finna drive by

Put that nigga in the bio before his name, it say fly high

On a private jet, yeah, I'm finna break a sweat

Got his thotty on her neck, now his bitch is in the mile high

40 told him jump, stupid nigga, ask how high

Got that nigga jumpin' like Jordan from the foul line

Fuckin' checks, fuckin' hoes is what I do in my down time

I gotta teach these niggas somethin' like a fuckin' rabbi

Sticks like Call of Duty, and I'm slidin' with my allies

Bitch, I keep them Ps, I'm not talkin' bout no black eyes

Keep away from the snakes, stay away from the reptiles

I've been low for a minute, man, I think it's time to flex now

Now they see me up, all these bitches want some sex now

I'm a big stomper, steppin' on these niggas' necks now

Servin' to the junkies like my crib was a meth house

Bah Bah Bah

30 leave a nigga stretched out

Damn that nigga fed wow

Switchin' on the brodies

Switchin' up the foul line

Switched up motion

Yeah, now I get the bag, now

Trending topic on the news, steppin' on they ass now

Fuckin' on his babymama, bitch, I call them bow-wow

Suckin' super crazy, so I bust it on her eyebrows

Snappin' on these niggas, lately, bitches tell em bow down

Makeup lookin' crazy, yeah, bitch, feel like a clown now

I'ma hit a lick, hit my brodie with the plan

Run in the crib, then nigga throw the flash

Pass the mop to my white boy, call it Nash

Choppa cost a band, so I'ma call it crash

I'm smokin' on that heavy shit, you smokin' on that trash

Selfish with my hoes, yeah, I catch it like I'm Ash

All they heard was fah fah fah, do the dash

Nigga gave me everything, clothes, jewelry, cash

Huh, huh, oh twin?

Niggas want the static, yeah, I think we finna spin

Fourth quarter never scary, yeah, we gon' win

Throwin' dots in the pocket like my name was Ben

Freestyle every track, never need no pen

Niggas ask where you at, coolin up in Penn

Cool fly young niggas, lock my name Zhen

Comin' for the chicken, man, I'm goin' for the hen

All my niggas cutthroat, grimey like a gremlin

Got your bitch in my DM, left that hoe on pending

If twin shoot like Klay, just call a nigga Stephen

When I walk in this bitch, bad bitches in my direction

Uh, first place, not second

Pass the burner to my guyzer, yeah, he finna wreck shit

Hop out, get blazin shit just got hectic

Old bitch got boring, on to the next bitch