JOYRIDES AND KILLING SPREES. Lyrics

Look, I'm gonna keep this short and sweet, okay

All the evidence points to the fact that you murdered this man

Now, people kill their spouses all the time

I'm not here to judge you

I just wanna know why

Can you do that for me?

Started dating straight out of school, the shit was cool

Had the waves with the designer jewels and tote the tool

I was wetter than a big wave pool, his face a stool

So I sat it on 'em, making him drool

He was the dude

Two years later, now I'm with an asshole

I'm 'bout to get up in my car and whip the bitch slow

To your side nigga house, through the window

Y'all laughing watching Netflix

It's about to be a horror show

Slashing, slashing, open wounds, gashes

All this motherfuckin' blood on the walls

I go to slashing, slashing, open wounds, gashes

All this motherfuckin' blood on the walls

I get to slicing and dicing

I get to slicing up

I get to slicing and dicing

I get to slicing up

Never should've tried to play a bitch like me

Now it's joy rides and killing sprees

On my life, I would've gave mine just to see you wined and dined

Gave every single penny, every inch of time

The shit was so sublime, how I let you cross the line

Now I'm sitting cuffs on my wrists about to do the time

And can you believe this nigga done had this bitch all in my shit

Sitting on my couch and wearing my robe and all up in my fridge

Told this nigga everything I say done told this hoe my biz

His hoe got children so my nigga playin' stepdaddy to them kids

How fucking dare you

And to think I almost motherfuckin' spared you

Your face was priceless when I popped up and just scared you

Thinking with your dick

You clearly using the wrong head, boo

Slashing, slashing

Open wounds, gashes

All this motherfuckin' blood on the walls

I go to slashing, slashing

Open wounds, gashes

All this motherfuckin' blood on the walls

I get to slicing and dicing

I get to slicing up

I get to slicing and dicing

I get to slicing up

Never should've tried to play a bitch like me

Now it's joy rising, killing sprees

I, uh

I think I've heard enough, um

Thank you

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I will send someone in shortly