Count up the days you would lie
Want me dead im alive
Whats the matter pretty face ashamed you're kicked to the side
Rot little thing
Rot little hoe go
Rot make it ring
I dont check up on you hoes
Count up the days you would lie
Want me dead im alive
Whats the matter pretty face ashamed you kicked to the side
Rot little thing
Rot little hoe go
Rot make it ring
I dont check up on you hoes
I dont recognize no stale face
Bitch
Think you matter made of matter all you ever f*ckin is
Ever was
I dont give a f*ck
Ask me why I tell you what
You the reason for my shaded lungs a text from you gon kill my buzz
Mothaf*cka been ahead light years
You dont wanna play thought i made it real clear
Bitch you're outta my dome celebrate like cheers
Talkin that shit in and out of my ears
Circle around you surrounded by fears
Too late for talkin decline all your deals
Now you're all mine like a reaper death seal
Cut way too deep you can't heal
Count up the days you would lie
Want me dead im alive
What's the matter pretty face ashamed you kicked to the side
Rot little thing
Rot little hoe go
Rot make it ring
I dont check up on you hoes
Count up the days you would lie
Want me dead im alive
What's the matter pretty face ashamed you kicked to the side
Rot little thing
Rot little hoe go
Rot make it ring
I dont check up on you hoes