fuck your social anxiety
i dont want to see you anyway
rather zoom call dinner date
x your face like stalins mates
you niggers still playing checkers
this here 4d chess
flowing abreast of time your mind couldnt percept
possess concepts too west
best believe she mention no man
pussy like a desert when she see you
my genres NA,
im naughty america
cos no one does it better
only running from defenders,
police cars
nite owl dipping out,
meeting future stars while yall still keeping bras
just how far niggers go to show they fucking
im ducking dms
she slide in
left for read
give her the dick
buried under 6 foot 3
the earth swallows you whole
im cutting in holes
cotching in placentas
dripping in fits colder than last december
just remember how good a nigger look
pretend she airin you cos she shook
imma take her,
read her for filth even tho she finer than my overdue library book
my trap phone blings these 419 hymns
it sings
get your shit together