Dahmer

I make hit after hit got soul ties to my shit

Got lil shawty in my head got soul ties to that bitch

Coupe matte black 5 percent tint yes im swervin in that bitch

When I cop that brand new Drac I got soul ties to that bitch

I break bread with my clique cause im representin

ARP's to yo melon best get to repentin

We just sent yo ass to hell you got caught death sentence

When life gives you lemons you best make that lemonade

In that Z im chillin yes im chillin with yo bae

Im tryna make a killin I grind to the very next day

I said-I said fuck yo feelins knew from the start yo ass was fake