Shrimp Asmr

I left myself at the kitchen table
Tore myself in two
Hoping that you'd
Salivate at the sight
But I was there in the morning
But I was there in the morning
You didn't bite

People tryna peep up onto my index
Leech I said you got no place in my apartment
Potent modem boy, no need for classic rock
I'll slap you in the face with this baroque cock
Chronicles of a paranoid boy, it meant us
Clenched up at the thought of it being mentioned
You wanna cry about the quality of my whines
Shut the fuck up, pay for my studio time

Goddamn, bite me



Credits
Writer(s): Joey White
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