If I could write you a song to make you
F*cking die
I would sing that shit until my throat went dry
I really hate your ass
I hope you eat some glass
I hope you go to hell and Satan eat your ass
Die bitch
If I could write you a song to make you
F*cking die
I would sing that shit until my throat went dry
I really hate your ass
I hope you eat some glass
I hope you go to hell and Satan eat your ass
I really hate you
I caught you f*cking on your dog too
Bark, bark, bitch
What has gotten into you
Oh, wait
Caught you f*cking on your dad too
I don't wanna know more, you dirty whore
I cannot f*ck with it
Homies blowin' my f*cking phone, said
Why you f*ck with that bitch
I don't know what's gotten into me
Every bitch say that they want the D
My shit is big as a f*cking tree
Nah, let me stop lying
It's about the size of a Twinkie
Everybody calling out for me
(its bread)
She did it with no hands, sloppy
(the head)
Should've known that she would treat me
(tricky)
Woke up without my jeans
(its dead)
Didn't even leave a note
Just up and f*cking dipped
Left me alone, took my Ps5 and shit
Had the nerve to send me a video
Of her, her dad, a dog, and a kid
If I could write you a song to make you
F*cking die
I would sing that shit until my throat went dry
I really hate your ass
I hope you eat some glass
I hope you go to hell and Satan eat your ass
I really hate you
I caught you f*cking on your dog too
Bark, bark, bitch
What has gotten into you
Oh, wait
Caught you f*cking on your dad too
Yeah, man
Y'all need to watch out for these dirty ass whores out here, man
They'll f*ck around, take all your shit
F*ck your dad, your dog
And some little ass kid behind your back, man
Y'all stay to yourselves out here, man
It's bread
I'm out
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If I could write you a song to make you
F*cking die
I would sing that shit until my throat went dry
I really hate your ass
I hope you eat some glass
I hope you go to hell and Satan eat your ass
Die bitch
If I could write you a song to make you
F*cking die
I would sing that shit until my throat went dry
I really hate your ass
I hope you eat some glass
I hope you go to hell and Satan eat your ass
I really hate you
I caught you f*cking on your dog too
Bark, bark, bitch
What has gotten into you
Oh, wait
Caught you f*cking on your dad too
I don't wanna know more, you dirty whore
I cannot f*ck with it
Homies blowin' my f*cking phone, said
Why you f*ck with that bitch
I don't know what's gotten into me
Every bitch say that they want the D
My shit is big as a f*cking tree
Nah, let me stop lying
It's about the size of a Twinkie
Everybody calling out for me
(its bread)
She did it with no hands, sloppy
(the head)
Should've known that she would treat me
(tricky)
Woke up without my jeans
(its dead)
Didn't even leave a note
Just up and f*cking dipped
Left me alone, took my Ps5 and shit
Had the nerve to send me a video
Of her, her dad, a dog, and a kid
If I could write you a song to make you
F*cking die
I would sing that shit until my throat went dry
I really hate your ass
I hope you eat some glass
I hope you go to hell and Satan eat your ass
I really hate you
I caught you f*cking on your dog too
Bark, bark, bitch
What has gotten into you
Oh, wait
Caught you f*cking on your dad too
Yeah, man
Y'all need to watch out for these dirty ass whores out here, man
They'll f*ck around, take all your shit
F*ck your dad, your dog
And some little ass kid behind your back, man
Y'all stay to yourselves out here, man
It's bread
I'm out
F*cking die
I would sing that shit until my throat went dry
I really hate your ass
I hope you eat some glass
I hope you go to hell and Satan eat your ass
Die bitch
If I could write you a song to make you
F*cking die
I would sing that shit until my throat went dry
I really hate your ass
I hope you eat some glass
I hope you go to hell and Satan eat your ass
I really hate you
I caught you f*cking on your dog too
Bark, bark, bitch
What has gotten into you
Oh, wait
Caught you f*cking on your dad too
I don't wanna know more, you dirty whore
I cannot f*ck with it
Homies blowin' my f*cking phone, said
Why you f*ck with that bitch
I don't know what's gotten into me
Every bitch say that they want the D
My shit is big as a f*cking tree
Nah, let me stop lying
It's about the size of a Twinkie
Everybody calling out for me
(its bread)
She did it with no hands, sloppy
(the head)
Should've known that she would treat me
(tricky)
Woke up without my jeans
(its dead)
Didn't even leave a note
Just up and f*cking dipped
Left me alone, took my Ps5 and shit
Had the nerve to send me a video
Of her, her dad, a dog, and a kid
If I could write you a song to make you
F*cking die
I would sing that shit until my throat went dry
I really hate your ass
I hope you eat some glass
I hope you go to hell and Satan eat your ass
I really hate you
I caught you f*cking on your dog too
Bark, bark, bitch
What has gotten into you
Oh, wait
Caught you f*cking on your dad too
Yeah, man
Y'all need to watch out for these dirty ass whores out here, man
They'll f*ck around, take all your shit
F*ck your dad, your dog
And some little ass kid behind your back, man
Y'all stay to yourselves out here, man
It's bread
I'm out
Writer: James O’Hannon-Rodgers
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid