LYSOL

(Hook x2)
Yeah I fucked up my soul
Stomachs full of Lysol
Stare into the glory hole
Bracing for my pistol

(Verse)
Drinking all the venom
Look around it's time to kill them
Blood is staining all my denim
Bitch i’m causing armageddon
And I’ll never drop my weapon
Bodies tall like Scottie Pippen
Motivation’s all aggression
Don’t fucking ask for my confession
Or how i deal with my depression
Make you bleed just like eleven
Hearses filled with several coffins
Close your eyes or else “whats poppin”

What’s poppin?
Logan paul with the kid shit
Reminding me when I was with the kid shit
Not gonna lie man I kinda really miss it
Moving on now is not the time dipshit
Too much power in my hands so i’ll never get a permit
Blade in my hands
Red spraying on my vans
If I ever make money I won’t waste it on some bands

(Hook x2)

(Outro)
Bitch I’m summoning the devil
Make you swallow all the metal
Me and you we are unlevel
I’m the heart and you’re the vessel
You come over on your pedals
Look at me we got a score to settle