lirik lagu axel walters – easter
stabbed in the back so they praise me like caesar
your girl playing games so i call her d-ck teaser
bang with the beats, boy i blow out them speakers
i need to get higher like “where is my reefer?”
whipping up chemicals using these beakers
get cash from gl-ss, that’s a shout-out these tweakers
taking command, nombre chief or the leader
satisfy ladies, they call me the pleaser
find me in the movies, not in the theaters
catch hoes on camera just like it’s cheaters
and sh-t, i wish i knew the procedure
so i could f-ck a sl-t deeper, break her femur
ice on my neck so i look like a freezer
f-ck up your body, you’re next to have seizures
used to inspire like i was a teacher
now i’m a goblin, a ghoul, and a creature
put my b-lls between her legs
call that wide-receiver
gun named a heater
clip style is that trigger-repeater
don’t need a feature, i’m sick like the fever
been drinking that cleaner, cause boy i been eager, to die
i’m leanin, that tower of pisa, got lean by the gallon
stack bottles of liters, i’m high
acid sheet lenghty, it’s closer to a meter
11,000 fans, that’s a whole lotta bleachers
i’m tight(tied) and got soul, it remind you of the sneakers
they can learn a lot from my words like a preacher
came in her hair now it’s sl!cked like a greaser
she grabbed my b-lls like harry potter’s seeker
my metaphors are strong, yours are weaker
i could spend all f-cking day on reaper
crew might be clowns
i wear the crown, ring-leader
pick peppers
with the piper style, peter
mph looks too slow
switch that b-tch, gas range kilometer
okay ain’t enough, i want my house to be neater
dream car is humble, catch me whipping a beamer
see you at the walmart, like hey you the greeter
playing monkey games, why you act like a lemur?
b-tch you screwed the pooch like you the doggie breeder
careful you don’t fall, you remind me of the bieber
c-ck is too small, on the look-out for the tweezers
under the rug, like the janitors sweeper
too cool for phones, but you buzz with a beeper
you’re so f-ckin hip, man, i bet you love weezer
tat on my forearm, not scared of grim reapers
bad on my own b-tch, you f-ck off with features
coffee to the creamer, d-mn to the beaver
don’t like your style, b-tch ditch your demeanor
i know your girls mouth, i could be her lip reader
you suckin d-ck boy, you not a cheefer
your weed is cheaper, than all that i’ve seen
you sip on that ether, pretending it’s lean
i’m living in leisure, you angry and mean
like life is a b-st-rd, but it can be keen
i found two bad b-tches
but i wanted neither
would rather push b-ttons on my cell
show your girl that i’m sweeter
look in her window, like i am a peeper
you a bad boyfriend so sh-t i’ma treat her
nick-name, virginity keeper
got her eggs, easter
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