ZOEY911! by Miiraposa

Hoe you mad when I walk it like this
Call yourself a fan but you wanna fight fists
I don't need a pet, pussy make her sit
Side bitch, she think she on it with my clique

Hoe you mad when I talk it like this
Want me bad, super sad, couldn't hit
Bloody on my mind, and her mind on my body
Pushed her down to the ground
cause I couldn't get her off me

Bitches super pissed I exist
Talking to me like they know me like this
I don't push em back, I cook em to a crisp
Drug her by her wrist, herniated disc, split

Get up off me, don't fucking touch me,
Your dirty hands, don't know where they been
On sight with a bitch
I could go all night like a ball python bite down on a bitch
Squeezing the life out a little bitch
You wanna huh? Want me to what?
Want me to stop, but you get what you give

Bloody Face down to the waist
She just wanna taste
Fix a plate
Make her say grace
Spray that bitch with mace and paint the walls with different shades, shit, Bout to catch a case
Ima take her to the lake
Ball and chain, that bitch erased

She asked me if I bleed
Broke her teeth, now she's on her knees
Tell that hoe to seethe,
Third degree, bitch don't play with me
You don't want the beef
Bout to put your ass to sleep
Set me on the scene, keep on jerkin off to me, keep on looking up to me

Hoe you mad when I walk it like this
Call yourself a fan but you wanna fight fists
I don't need a pet, pussy better sit
Side bitch, she think she on it with my clique
Zoe mad when I talk it like this
Want me bad, super sad, life a bitch
Bloody on my fist, never miss
Bet it fits
Pushed her down in the dirt
She still fucking with my shit

• Experimental
• Glitch Hop
• bubblegum bass
• deconstructed club
• genreless
• wonky
• United States