(Da la la la la) (Un petit baiser pour moi) (Da la la la la) (Un petit baiser pour moi) (Da la la la la) (Un gentil baiser pour nous) (Da la la la la) (Un baiser pour ton amour) (Un baiser pour ton amour) (Un baiser pour ton amour) (Un baiser pour ton amour) It ain't fun Unless it hurts some But y'all couldn't pull a trigger on a squirt-gun Black eyes and loose teeth Killing all your sons like Lou Reed I'm vicious Hit you with a flower Smash your grill with a daffodil And every motherfucker that be actin' I'll Use a sledgehammer just to smash a pill I chop lines with a hatchet It's why they call me "Acid" But keep my name off your tongue 'Cause I've been known to go off in a rage And do it in cold blood Like Capote Hand me the pipe so I can smoke peyote 'Til I start seeing blue coyotes Until I come up with a new emoji The slit throat 'Cause life's a sick joke That's why I smoke cigs and sniff coke I saw you at the disco You tried to grab the microphone but your wrist broke That's my two cents Don't you give up on your rhymes for Lent Before I grab a wrench And hit you upside the head 'til you speak French (Da la la la la) (Un baiser pour ton amour)