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Exorcist Lyrics


Destroy Lonely Exorcist

[Intro]
You know what I'm sayin'? We steppin' on everything 'round this way, pussy (Oh)
Young Vamp Life (Woo, yeah)

[Chorus]
Simmer down, pussy, pipe down, nigga (Nigga)
Where you from, nigga? Send some shots 'round, nigga (Blrrt)
Ridin' 'round, trippin' (Skrrt), poured up, sippin' (Drank)
Ridin' 'round with a extended clip, ridin' 'round with extensions (Yeah)
Wrist poppin' big boy shit, AP over fifty (Check it out)
All my bitches pussy grip, all my bitches pretty (Yeah)
[Verse]
Five star Blood shit, boots on me, Issey (Young Vamp Life)
5-9 Brim shit, red flag drippin' (Woah)
Outside like your daddy, or your momma with them switches (Blrrt, yeah)
We blow up your grandma house and burn down the bushes (Yeah-yeah)
Nah, he ain't no killеr, nah, nah, he just a bitch (Ha-ha, yeah)
Ah, you just a freaky onе, nah, I'm just a trick (Yeah-yeah)
Backseat ridin' with the baddest bitch, sip Actavis, I'm no activist
No, this ain't no sacrifice but we might need a exorcist (Woo)
Walk in this bitch I'm feelin' myself, I'm 'bouta show 'em what sexy is (Woo)
My bitch bang Blood like Sexyy Red, money talks, I got leverage
Oh, man, my cup is purple, oh, man, I lost my head
Oh, man, I think my purpose here is just to count this bread (Oh, yeah)
I'll skate off, Hellcat, drop the blitz, then I drop your shit (Oh, yeah)
I came to take off heads (Yeah), I'll prolly pop your bitch
Oxy put the pussy to bed (Yeah), codeine and Percocets
I ain't hear shit you said, ah, don't even start that shit (Woo)

[Refrain]
Ah, don't even start that shit, ah, don't even start that shit
Ah, don't even start that shit, ah, don't even start that shit
Ah, don't even start that shit, ah, don't even start that shit
Ah, don't even start that shit, ah, don't even start that shit
(You know what I'm sayin'? When we catch 'em, Lord knows what happens, Young Vamp Life)

[Chorus]
Simmer down, pussy, pipe down, nigga (Nigga)
Where you from, nigga? Send some shots 'round, nigga (Blrrt)
Ridin' 'round, trippin' (Skrrt), poured up, sippin' (Drank)
Ridin' 'round with a extended clip, ridin' 'round with extensions (Yeah)
Wrist poppin' big boy shit, AP over fifty (Check it out)
All my bitches pussy grip, all my bitches pretty (Yeah, Young Vamp Life, pussy, nigga, know we steppin' over everything)


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