

Prompt / Lyrics
Try to keep it on the low with the hoe’s tail but the hoe tell Her fucking friends we were at the hotel So oh well ain't no crying over spilt milk bitch So shut the fuck up and put it between your lips I just hope that the bitch don't burn I need to learn before I end up in a urn Buried or cremated by fire I hope it's a good place when I retire I'm so tired with the bullshit Man I didn't even know the dudes bitch Do a few tricks giving up the ass Smash or pass bubba said trash And you never fuckin learning She make you burning no pages are turning So now you got your dick sick All fucked up like it had stitches You could be sleeping with the fishes I approve this message don't trust the bitches Know what don't fuck with these bitches No what no trusting these bitches Or what you be sleeping with the fishes So what fuck them fuckin bitches She got me up in my dm pussy for pay off But all these internet whores nowadays get laid off Why pay you when the porn is free Hoes are hoes that's what they born to be You boring me put your fuckin clothes on This is not monopoly don't collect just get your go on Internet fuckery their pussy is used up not luxury You can look good in pics but no trust from me Like your pussy wet bitch get off the net If I would believe any word you said I would of told you Kai le pues But I never pay for pussy and never get in it Where was it that you want my money to be sent in You're a joke bitch why don't you choke bitch On this fuckin dick down your throat bitch Skanless I ain't your man bitch Do you ever wonder why you fuckin manless Dumb bitches get dumber so I get it I don't give a fuck so just forget it Not with it these get what I have bitches I heard that shit before fuck these hoes scam bitches Fake ass hoes Borracholoco I got a call on the phone that's weird I usually get a text It trip me out what I heard next didn't hear it right I was half asleep I was up 3 days straight before from the tweek I mean no doz I'm the fucking one ain't no dos Back to the call put on hold for the clouds I blow when I got back to it I guess they hung up So I went back to it you know re up We up in this mother fucker let's go Do what you want not do what you're told And if you want to be like me you're so dope I told you mother fuckers you are what you smoke So keep puffin not like Diddy The devil gets smoked if he keeps fucking with me So go ahead make my day Make you switch sides repent and pray That's a good idea but you don't know what to think But you keep going with the bullshit that you bring Never gonna win don't have a chance Who the hell ever asked you for a dance Peep game and watch who you shake your ass with You're lucky if you only got your ass kicked Worst case in a casket put all your eggs in a basket Don't trust anyone in a mask bitch Fuck them hoes dog Don't trust the bitches My cell phone is my master tape You can't fuck with me mother fuckers masterbate
Tags
rap, hip hop
4:00
No
6/29/2025