Simulation Project

I'm a psycho chick
No it's not a threat
It's a warning
On the acid trip
Living like Rick and Morty
Yeah these bitches pissed
Talking real dirty
But can't even load a strap
I call it cap
Like wha?
Why you so mad?
Is it cuz you see me holding bags?
Go get yours and get off my back
Ain't my fault you a bum and you whack
Hoe

Looks like I found the glitch
That's why I'm straight moving
You won't find me in a ditch
If you try me you won't be resuming
Better find your distance
I ain't playing
There's no assistance out here
I'm just saying
But go ahead try your luck
Cuz I'm geeked up
But go ahead try your luck
Cuz I'm geeked up

Wait bro shh shh
Look
Look at they eyebrows
Look at they forehead
They're so mad right now

I'm a psycho chick
No it's not a threat
It's a warning
On the acid trip
Living like Rick and Morty
Yeah these bitches pissed
Talking real dirty
But can't even load a strap
I call it cap
Like wha?
Why you so mad?
Is it cuz you see me holding bags?
Go get yours and get off my back
Ain't my fault you a bum and you whack
Hoe

This is crazy
Or maybe it's just me
I'm crazy
It's whatever
That's the way I like it though



Credits
Writer(s): Hillary Mares
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