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patrick bateman - zenex lyrics

zenex

my shooter elite (yeah), give him a target and he never misses
i’m boutta put on alyx (let’s go), i’m finna go ahead and f*ck on that groupie
i got two b*tches on me (yeah), they think my life is a motherf*cking movie
b*tch i got stones on my wrist (yeah), sh*t not a diamond i’m rocking that ruby
this lean got me tweaking yeah lil b*tch i’m getting too up (too up)
.45 for some seasoning b*tch i’m balling like i’m luka
red eyes k!ller i’m on molly feel like patrick bateman
this sh*t ain’t a thriller i still cut it off your hand
b*tch my real is just xanax (zenex)

grabbing on my stick b*tch i’m a bishop (lеt’s go)
sippin that lean, in that balenci, take my fl!ck huh
thought you wеnt blind, but it’s the vvs on my wristw*tch
sh*t, i’m one of a kind, i’m up in tokyo i’m finna drift huh
h*ll of a souvenir for your sh*t, i took your b*tch huh (i took your b*tch uh)
yeah, we going inside out of your place, we took your sh*t uh
i just been posting up with these dead bodies take my picture

every day i’m getting geeked up f*ck these b*tches on drug
if anyone crossed me they gon see some blood on the rugs
i’m not talking bout number nines, huh
everything i got from julius (go)
everything i got from julius (slatt, slatt)
everything i got from julius (go)
don’t give a f*ck bout nothing, living my life like i’m morpheus
yeah i am talking bout cough syrup
yeah i’m talking bout morphine
they ask me why i’m still on that old sh*t, they don’t know nothing about style (huh)
k!lling these kids with the mac*11 dropping their bodies they fell (go)
come with draco lil b*tch, i make these motherf*ckers melt
b*tch f*ck ur p*ssy lil sh*t (sh*t)
b*tch f*ck ur p*ssy lil sh*t (sh*t)
wait till i pop the molly the pill, i’m going lit when i kick it
i’m getting old i’m getting cray, sh*t makes no sense when ur a junkie
don’t give a f*ck bout ur feeling b*tch i’m been getting more selfish
whipping my katana out and i go for the k!ll (sh*t let’s go, huh)
whipping my katana out like i’m going for bill (huh, shiah, shiah)
wait til we burn down the place and we taking a clip
i mixed the blunt up with the pill
call me a b*2 cause i’m in the stealth (yeah, what, yeah)
i’m with a junkie he ready to k!ll
going too hard my liquor spilled
step on the benjamin step on the pill
aim at his head he standing still
get out the body bag you know the drill
that b*tch she top me she did it for real
got my name painted up all on her nails
bih what that sound (let’s go)
i got a choppa in the house told my bro light it up
yeah, we got a whole lotta weapons up in the house let’s pack it up
yeah, i feel like walter white i’d spray you with that hundred round

my shooter elite (yeah), give him a target and he never misses
i’m boutta put on alyx (lets’go), i’m finna go ahead and f*ck on that groupie
i got two b*tches on me (yeah), they think my life is a motherf*cking movie
b*tch i got stones on my wrist (yeah), sh*t not a diamond i’m rocking that ruby
this lean got me tweaking yeah lil b*tch i’m getting too up (too up)
.45 for some seasoning b*tch i’m balling like i’m luka
red eyes k!ller i’m on molly feel like patrick bateman
this sh*t ain’t a thriller i still cut it off your hand
b*tch my real is just xanax (zenex)
(zzz*zenex)

- zenex lyrics

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