The Pinocchio Men
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh
Stupid boy, who's that ugly bitch anyway
You're just a liar doing all kinds of shit
(Shit, shit)
I'm not like your type of person, I'm much better, I'd rather just call myself
(Myself, myself)
You idiot, give me money and pay my bills and your after duty
Pay me, pay me
I don't like people who use me, I'm calling my gang of bitches to cut you up
Up, up
Bitches I swear we'll end this, sharp claws
Lollipop in the mouth, grenades in the bags
We can make a blast, guns in my hands
Our type base c4, boosting your mind
Blood on the floor, prison collars, handcuffs locked
(Jackie what's going on)
Ah
Yeah yeah, I'm here
You forgot what maybe I can do to you
I came back to go back
I came back to go back
I came back to go back
I back!
Bitches with a secret face, out to rob you
Don't hide from me I see you hiding anywhere
(Where, where)
I'm breaking you up inside like a wrecking ball
I don't make trouble I cause a mess this is not game
And it's not my fault to fix a problem you caused me in return
I just give cuts
(Cut, cut)
That shot bomb, run before it's too late
Because I'm pure rancid from your face
Don't forget your ugly bitch, I can turn dolls into a real being to finish you off
My hellish floor awaits you for a long flame between your body
Dark storm approaches, and because I'm in charge
Acid rain melting your brain, thunder turns into a warm light