My lil lette

You can be my little lette I could be your lo, yeah You in love with killers, yeah Never met a killer, yet My whole Posse is insane Hatchetman tatted on my neck Some people say I'm in a gang Others insane and they're all correct Psychopathic is my game Painted face, cleaver in my hand Faygo in my fuckin' trunk Fat bitches layin' in my bed Thought I came to pop a check Bitch Im here to take these soul's Mind control, get me in her head Smoke this blunt, we gon' f*ck some more and Listen to my favorite band In my room, where she touch her toes ICP, yeah, that's my shit F*ck her in my socks with the face paint on Said she want my dick, so she put it down her throat But I just wanted head, so I cut her off her shoulders Threw her in a bag, then I took her home Pulled her back out, made her give me more dome You can be my little lette I could be your lo, yeah You in love with killers, yeah Never met a killer, yet My whole Posse is insane Hatchetman tatted on my neck Some people say I'm in a gang Others insane and they're all correct Psychopathic is my game Painted face, cleaver in my hand Faygo in my fuckin' trunk Fat bitches layin' in my bed Thought, I came to pop a check Bitch I'm here to take these soul's Mind control, get me in her head Smoke this blunt, we gon' f*ck some more eeny miny moe, which one of you rappers wanna go Bitch, I'm really cold, you can tell by my flow Put a body in a bag, throw it down the hole Must have forgotten, bitch, I'm lil juggalo This is not a song, but if it was, This how I'd go Girl do you wanna be my girlfriend or hoe Bitch, you better do what the f*ck that your told Both hands squeezed on her neck, grab her throat You can be my little lette I could be your lo, yeah You in love with killers, yeah Never met a killer, yet You in love with killers, yeah Never met a killer, yet