Lyrics
Kim Dracula...
Shout out to the devil
Ay, ay-ay
What the fuck you say? Ay
Well you know what I mean
Ay, ay-ay!
What the fuck you say? Ay!
What an awful kind of day
Ay, ay ay!
What the fuck you say?
Say please
Nu mă, nu mă iei
Ay, ay-ay!
What the fuck you say? Ay!
Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay‐ay‐ay‐ay‐ay-ay-ay!
If you wanna stop me then go buy me a coffee
'Cause I'm a little bitty tired from the socking and blocking
You better get your head up locking on a pocket of nothings
A pretty pity party packet pulling buckets of fucking
Blood, it's so much fun
Now, I am one with the sun
I'll load the guns
Sounds like a drum
Pum-pum-paparum! Pum-pum-pum-pum!
Pum-pum-paparum! Pum-pum-pum-pum!
Dove, innocent doves
You've got a hole in your lung
Hell of a drug
Death from above
Boom-boom-boom-bryatat! Boom-boom-boom!
Boom-boom-bryatat-boomtat!
Boom-bryatat-boomtat! Boom-bryatat-boomtat! Boom-bryatat-boomtat!
So I got a text from God
God texted me
He said he just wanted to talk
I blocked his number
Ay, ay-ay!
What the fuck you say? Ay!
Well you know what I mean
Ay, ay-ay!
What the fuck you say? Ay!
What an awful kind of day
Ay, ay-ay!
What the fuck you say?
Say please
Nu mă, nu mă iei!
Ay, ay-ay!
What the fuck you say? Ay!
Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay!
No thoughts, just kill...
Perverse, my eyes
Kill...
Murder suicide
Kill...
Perverse are my eyes
Kill...
Murder suicide