John Wayne Gacy

Came to the function killin' shit, John Wayne Gacy Iron on that's why you can't phase me Your controller not plugged in so you can't play me Forza speed whip press the gas and I get to racing She wearing lingerie so she more persuasive Let him taste the drank shoulda seen his face switch Give hug, heard a sniff, she said what's the fragrance Count big bucks, talk crazy I don't make sense I need a Ricky fit to transform to the dark night Angle wings my back so I'm always high I'm zooted off the pack in a cat both got red eyes I'm driving to the 504 I just hit 175 One wrong turn of the wheel I meet my demise Pedal to the metal gust of wind make the whip fly E brake then heel toe watch the whip slide Like a Muslim kid I can't I f*ck with swine Devil on my shoulder tellin' me to black his eyes The angel on the other tellin' me that I'm to divine Man f*ck So who I listen to? I want Kangaroo leather couch in my living room Talkin' mad crazy in my ear what you wan' get into? Silver jewelry on my body match the metal on my tooth Yeah, yeah, yeah John Wayne Gacy Iron on that's why you can't phase me Your controller not plugged so you can't play me Forza speed whip press the gas and I get to racing She wearing lingerie so she more persuasive Let him taste the drank shoulda seen his face switch Give hug, heard a sniff, she said what's the fragrance Count big bucks, talk crazy I don't make sense Whip big muscle man watch this bitch break loose Turbo gives the whip a pump like Dwayne Johnson on the juice Work hard daily perfect labor so I reap the fruits My ring shining different colors you'd think that it tells my mood Me and Geno locked in tight it's like we're super glued Unbuttoned shirt, gold chain I'm dressing like a Jew Damn