"paris hilton" lyrics

Let's go
Blatt, the knees, yeah (Woah)
Bees, yeah, uh-huh
It's on the G, on me, yeah
I'ma see you after the show, meet and greets, yeah
Put the film camera all up on a eater
Jeeper creeper, this that time of season
Where Paris Hilton, where is my diva? Yeah
I'm in my shorts going to the beach, yeah, uh
I'm with a demon, this shit get deep, yeah, yeah

I grab my gun, I gotta hit my feet, yeah (Yeah)
Feel like Jason in the lake and summon a leech, yeah (Woah)
I need at least five hundred for a feature (Slatt)
Two-hundred, uh, fifty for my lil' reaper
I-I'ma give you what you want to see, uh
I'm crazy, I-I'ma give you what you want to see
Unwrap it, I don't want nobody to know it's me
In this fast whip, I'm goin' over speed
Yeah, we smokin' OG, yeah, like a OG

Everybody knows me
It ain't slowing, yeah, it's not slowin'
Might be snowing, yeah, it might be snowin'
Might be snowin'

Let's go
Blatt, the knees, yeah (Woah)
Bees, yeah, uh-huh
It's on the G, on me, yeah
I'ma see you after the show, meet and greets, yeah
Put the film camera all up on a eater
Jeeper creeper, this that time of season
Where Paris Hilton, where is my diva? Yeah
I'm in my shorts going to the beach, yeah, uh
I'm with a demon, this shit get deep, yeah, uh

I'm with a demon, this shit get deep, yeah, uh
I'm with a demon, this shit get deep, yeah
Where Paris Hilton, where is my diva?
Where Paris Hilton, where is my diva?