Dumpster Baby

Botox Lips

How You Wanna Do It

Rap 4 Real

Oh you say it’s different now
It didn’t show
I look like I’m wishin now
It’s time to go
My heart was the wishing well
Black hole
I cast a evil spell
Back bone
She was in the woods with me
So relax bro

I was talking to the trees
It’s the pack yo
Then she got straight on her knees
I said hell no
I didn’t want it to be E’s
So I ran home
That’s a home run
Thanks for my last hope

That was the last smoke
Embers when they chat loads
They camp fire
They can’t hang wire
Tap toes
You still dancing being goofy saying
Act grown
I was like another person
When the cash flown
You call me cashus
They just laugh it off and clap
Woah
That’s the part I least expected
Rapping like an ass hole
Never full of shit tho
So don’t chat slow
Or just start tweaking again
Where you’re sat;
Throne.

I was just a trash star
Let the trash go
I left another in the past
I’m like the CaSh flow
Left it in the burner
It was not a fat smoke
I just need subheadings
Or the cherry
Get2Know
Never had a blackberry
But I’m on my own
I would never rat
Jerry
Tailing on me tho
It’s just cuz I’m blue
Like I’m Tom
From the show
West end
Drop the soap
East end
From the globe
Need friends
No we don’t🖤🫣

Traumatised (p. stress)

Fancy Some More?

Stateside + Bladee

ew

It’s a DBi



Sticky situation

Sellotapes, they see me lie



Miscommunication

Heavens gate

I’ve been there twice



Something inbetween the lines

You’re tweaking all the time



Don’t you ever care for yourself?

Can I not be rare for myself?

Can I not prepare for myself?

Why is everybody staring at my health?

Get your hands out your pockets

Or they’re in yours

Something like a wrong turn

I just took a missed course

It was just a lesson

Something like a discourse

Something like a 4 course meal

It’s a shit court

I don’t have a trial date

I just sit and talk

She was onto me

I know she catting for the chalk

She can paint the imagery

I’ll design the walk…



I’ll decide,

If I stalk.

You decide…

If you want more.

Never lie,

Not a whore.

Never kiss and told before.

Never mis-control a door.

Revolving gets revolting more.

Every time we see your face.

You look like you just did your chores.

You look like you just got beat up,

I’m lucky I was near the door.

Really you’re on ep.1

I’m already ep.4

They call me the A.I.

Don’t come with the wet talk.

Different with a stencil.

I just heard from mine… awkward……

I was not her portion.

She would try to bite it anyway.

Like in the saucepan.



Don’t beg shit.

And I never did.

You just never quit.

Too fucking right,

And I don’t listen,

Probably why you’re shit.



Probably why I’m better

Oh look, shoulder, it’s my chip.

It’s a token from the undisputed

I like my own lips

I don’t need the Botox

Goodnight kiss.

She just want the sweetness,

Like hostess.

She just want the left wrist

When it ain’t slit.

She just want the bad boy

If he don’t hit

Oh he lookin sad

Maybe hit him with 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴

Maybe then he’ll wake up

See his little sis

Maybe he can shape up

Talking like a bitch

Maybe he can say sum

When I’m in the mix….


Sent from my iPhone

Fetch (prod jolst x sor)

Scott Ciroc

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