sike

(Intro: Delphinium & Lola Cherri):
Don't do this
It isn't worth it
This ain't a fuckin' love song
Say that you won't, you won't, you won't

(Verse 1: Lola Cherri):
The day started out so seriously
It was a Friday, woke up to my man's idiocy
He's gonna get a taste of his own medicine
That's for sure
I could split his head open
See the yolk and drink it right outta him
It's an ocean of emotion
He gon' need a fuckin' neckbrace
Because if he don't cover it up, I'mma choke him with a lil' lace
I don't care if I go to Hell if I do it
I'll tell the Devil that he very damn well deserved it
Uh-oh, now I see the cops on my case
I have to hide his body now, I'll cut off his damn face

(Pre-Chorus: Lola Cherri):
You need gloves, ropes, all that jazz
Take everything and kill him for what he has
Take his money, his heart, and eat his glass
Champagne bottles with wine in 'em, drink it all
And spit on his grave, in front of his bitch-ass fucker mom

(Chorus: Lola Cherri & Delphinium):
Sike, you gon' get what you deserve (Don't do this)
Don't fill up on satisfaction from this
I might put him in a headlock, and snap his neck
I promise, it won't make things end
Don't tell me what to do!
There's no need for any suffering
And I'll prove it to you by

(Verse 2: Lola Cherri):
I went through his phone today
And now he fuckin' on my friend Daisy-Mae
I might have to kill her and him, too
How would she like to have her face ripped off while she foolin'?
I'll make him do it by the light of a blood moon, in
Your bed is where I sleep
And if you don't watch out, I'll make you weep
Stab you with a steely knife, I peep
And no more will you be counting ya sheep
It's not a matter of wrong or right
It's a matter of fighting for your fucking life
Kill the psycho bitches and I'll kill myself
I hate myself and my mental health

(Pre-Chorus: Lola Cherri):
You need gloves, ropes, all that jazz
Take everything and kill him for what he has
Take his money, his heart, and eat his glass
Champagne bottles with wine in 'em, drink it all
And spit on his grave, in front of his bitch-ass fucker mom

(Chorus/Outro: Lola Cherri & Delphinium):
He better sleep with one eye open
Please say you wouldn't do it
You can't go through with this
He'll learn one day
You can't be serious
I can't just allow this, he's not worth the time
Not to mess with me