Hey it's me, now what the hell shelby
I've been trying to get ahold of you
For like three weeks
I don't know if you're ghosting me
But this shit ain't cool Shelby
Get it together, call me back
She said she's a normal girl
She don't like big diamonds & pearls
She don't need anything
That's material
She wanna ride around with the boys
On the merry-go
She's likes I'm just goin' to bed
And I'm like
Why'd you leave me read
I'm a pretty dope guy
I'm a pretty good thinker
I'm a pretty good rapper
Got a pretty good weiner (ha)
Just tryin' to write a song to make me
Feel better and you just
Threw up on my couch
And that was real leather
Now you looking like a girl
From the holiday inn
Looking like a damn
Broke Kardashian
And she wants a new whip
But she can't afford it
Tryin' to save up
Just to Honda Accord it
You can catch her by the bar
Asking for a free drinking
Looking like a little puppy dog
Begging for a treat
And when the going get tough
Well I could pat you on the back
I gotta hot meal ready
And a twenty on a sack
And I know you kinda shy girl, Independent fly girl
Walking around feeling pretty Pushing up them tiny titties
You could be a queen
Or a dirty street sweeper
But everybody dances
With the the ugly grim reaper
You try to be a model
You move to Colorado
Hell you wanna make a toast
For a Instagram post (cheers)
And you wanna chase your dreams
But you sliding on them poles
You was wishing for some money
But you about to foreclose
I know, you chose
I must expose, I must implode
My opinion is selective
Should have left you butt naked
Alright I'm done