"THE PURGE" lyrics

I'ma step in Balenci', no, this isn't Yeezy
I just take off my shirt 'cause I make it look easy
I heard she go to church, but I bet she get freaky
And the fiends sniffin' Fentanyl now, they lookin' sleepy
And the fiends at the door, make them stand in a line
Christian Dior to Louis Vuitton
[?] you not ready to die
Can't fuck on one ho, I need two at a time
Graow, aim at your face, you gettin' face edit surgery
Dope on the stove probably hotter than Mercury
He wanted beef, so we kill 'em like purgery

I might fuck on a thot, I heard she got a husband
I'm sippin' on Wock and you sip Robitussin
And I call you a bitch 'cause I do what you doesn't
Stop holdin' a Glock and you not gon' get tased
Fucked your shorty one time and that bitch was amazin'
Still rockin' designer but you still got no taste?
You was only a thug for year, it's a phase
Hop out, hop out the Aston
It's fashion week, I'm cashin'
And your bitch is a thot, I'm smashin'
You forgot to remember her lashes, got her a taxi
My life, I'm flashin'
I forgot how to brake, I'm gon' crash it
Drivin' too fast, now I'm in the AMG
Man, it must be the Perc that influenced me
Fuck it, I think I'm gon' take me another three
Two hundred songs, I make that in another week
I'm in another car
Trust me, as far as we throw, my nigga, we never be throwin' far

I'ma step in Balenci', no, this isn't Yeezy
I just take off my shirt 'cause I make it look easy
I heard she go to church, but I bet she get freaky
And the fiends sniffin' Fentynal now, they lookin' sleepy
And the fiends at the door, make them stand in a line
Christian Dior to Louis Vuitton
Can't fuck on one ho, I need two at a time
Fuckin' one ho, I need two at a time
Graow, aim at your face, you gettin' face edit surgery
Dope on the stove probably hotter than Mercury
He wanted beef, so we kill 'em like purgery