Periphery Lyrics

Summon the graveyards

Bodies in the freight yard

Picture perfect bitches I left leaking under train cars

They tried to play cards

Pop like fucking 8 bars

Spray my dick up desert tan and make em lick the paint off

I'm off the radar

The boy that turned invisible

Ive cheated death so many times you'd think I was invincible

Still despicable

To bitches irresistible

Still stick you with the blade it's fucking sharp and unforgivable

Not superficial I mean maybe a little

I'm that dickhead in middle

Six get tripled

Then I giggle hoe

Create a thunderstorm

All you fucking pop star little bitches playing evil let me show you how the devil form

Satans second born

That ain't my kid you fucking whore

Cause If he was he'd have a pair of wings with fucking devil horns

I'm with my fucking horde

Sendemup up on the mask

And AK with them magazines that drag like an extension cord

I need attention or

To be thrown in a mental ward

You ain't gon do a fucking thing

The fuck I need protection for

You see the metal pour

The blade with elemental force

That stubborn fucking devil boy

The fuck you think you steppin toward