Lyrics

Voice warms
I'm tired
Who you think you is waltzing in
To my residence
I got the title deed
This ain't a crib
Issa sanctuary
So what you think you doing
Walking in
All callous, bitch?
You think that this is your den bitch?
Fuck out here with that shit bitch
See I could nearly deal wiccyall ****
But yall cowardly
You think you really do it
But it's really just a cycle bitch
Got karma on your neck !
Issa hex!
Crucifix ain't shit
I'll scream and blast your head
And paint the ceiling
With that crimson bitch!
Man I could really do it
But I'm really just a doll and
Im really really soft
Girl can't even drive a car
So maybe just take care of me
Take all of my devices
Maybe you're a knight
That helps me fight
Off all these vices
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