all you dusty crusty hating aihh crows
wishing i was dead broke
steady pressed to close all doors
thinking y’all sat on my head
because temporarily y’all had more bread
i’m in kitchen whipping recipes to expand
y’all witches laying in bed
back to mattress
because all you “freaky” crows are some actresses
no need for acting classes
i look back yall crows are the masses
wanna be thick like molasses
end up looking like all they want is tricks
not the ones for kids
swear they killing you
cause they got the male gaze
i been getting that since like the 6th grade
how are these moves exciting
had me for a second there
but i’m glad that i’m here
i see that y’all don’t make it to my ankles
ni los tobillos, they hating, they feel inferior
all because it’s “little ole laly, she’s sweet
how can she be my superior?
i been out here getting to the bag no witch is realer..”
shaking it fast for slaps, hype, & cash….
yeah absolutely not baby miss me with that
don’t get me wrong i respect you , you may have had no where else to go
daddy probably neglected you
mine did the same too
i chased the love
you chased the food
more power to you
but i don’t think it’s cool
i don’t want my daughters looking up to you
i hope the holy father guides you ouuu
with him all his lost daughters will make it through
