Bitches Pt. 2 (ft. Marjorie -W.C. Sinclair)

Back on this tip again

Bitches be converting all their friends

Pandemic and recession

But the dumb bitch economy is boomin'

How much would it cost you to get off my dick?

And how much extra to keep making you sick?

Always a price tag if you're fucking weak

Plan on coming for me, better know what you seek

Don't come yappin' with that damn fucking beak

Ever seen how a bird lives? That shit is kinda bleak

She stay homie hoppin' hoping that her tea don't leak

Don't that wreak?

He like my physique

They say it's unique

No I didn't misspeak

Got this from the boutique

Got a hunty that's a gleek

And still think you're a freak

Every time you take a group pic they say there's a sneak

Girl can't even get her ponytail sleek

I'ma dog walk you forever and week (oopsies)

I just ran out of slack

Think I'ma move on?

Bitch put down the crack

'Cus I'ma die before I let an opp come right back

Oh no

Did I

Piss you off? I'm sorry

Oh wait

I'm not

You're a bitch, so sorry

I heard

What you

Said at that one party

Don't care

'Cus he

Still came home with me

Come with me and I can show you somethin'

All them broken dreams, seems like the K what does it

Taste the potency inside my hate and love

My lady locust breath like a cicada bug

I been overseas not outta state my lover

Lucky clover leaf, heartbeat can't take instruction

Baby fantasizes 'bout the pain

Accustomed to this life, I live it without structure

AI randomizer generated numbers

Put it on the line, the reason why I'm running

Canvas vandalized by gesso paint from brushes

Pistol aimed at the sky shooting at the sunset

Supposed to be mine but maybe I misjudged it

Pleasantly surprised might make some slight adjustments

A legacy of lies is maybe why I trust it

Helplessly I try but fail time a dozen (I win you lose)

A melody so nice but maybe might corrupt us

Weapon held so tight hip fire mite mag dump it

Love me how you like, or hate me how you love

I'm lusting for a life she hates, I like abundance (I win you lose)

Money on my mind, the root of all that's evil

Somethin' like Orions belt, a constellation

I'm feeling sleep deprived but think I like the high

That I get from staying up awake

I bet you think this song is about you

Don't you?

Don't you?