Look at you, you little pussy hole
That's right, yeah, don't pick up my fuckin' phone call, you fuckin' shook head
'Cause you know exactly why I'm callin' you
So you want to be fuckin' bitches?
Remember I told you about me, and I'm a fuckin' detective and I found out everything?
You piece of shit
All you know to do is fuck gyal
Fuck gyal, fuck gyal, fuck gyal
That's why you ain't got no P's, bro
You're too busy with gyal instead of gettin' your money up
I was ridin' for you, fam
I hope you catch a fucking disease
No, fuck that
I hope you fuck a witch
She fuckin' ruins your life, your dicks falls off
And nothin' good ever comes your flippin' way, bruv
'Cause all you know how to do is stick your dick in any single pussy, what the fuck?
Watch me and you, you fucked with the wrong one, bruv
Look, watch when I fuckin' catch you, bruv
You're done out here, you fuckin' prick

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Writer(s): Rita Ekwere