BITCH GET OUT MY PHONE
I DON'T WANT YOU IN MY ZONE
Bitch you aren't cute
I don't f*ck with you
You keep hitting my line it'll get better, Right
I thought we were just meeting, then you had to get in your f*cking feelings
You hit me with some text combos like you was Klitschko
You got me big weak like Steve O
Like John Sena bitch I cant see ya, bitch, you can call peta
Cause I left that pussy dead
We gon have to cut our ties like it's f*cking brexit
Oh, you didn't catch it? Well bitch I didn't throw it
You took some words out my f*cking gullet and I didn't know it
We was good friends till you started to show it
Your true colors came outta the f*cking closet, so I took us and paused it
When I resumed you were spouting lies just like a faucet, Bitch
Bitch you the Tesla truck version of my last f*ck, flat like porygon, the Pokémon
My bad, when I left, you fainted Vaporyon, here's a healing potion
I didn't mean to cause harm
I tried to be sweet like a pleasant bar, but you was being meek, without a milli
BITCH GET OUT MY PHONE
I DON'T WANT YOU IN MY ZONE
I don't mean to be rude, but it's still f*ck you bitch
Yeah f*ck you bitch
You remind me of stitch, cause you're blue
Like the hue of my wallet, I just wanna take this time to flex wet
Cause I walked up in the game with balled up 20 to my name
Like fifa bitch I control it, I'm talking bout this friend shit
You dug yourself into a big ditch like a mole would
So I made you disappear like how a soul could
And I left to take some time like we both should
But I hope it's all good
Cause In the end I went Middletown to kick it like Robbie Gould would