Do Not Disturb

Stop calling my phone like
Come on
Phone on do not disturb
I did not get yo message
Lil bitch why you so hurt
I'm not type to stress it
You the type to start undressing
Addressing your Imperfections
Lil bitch you always fessing
But suck my dick impressive
Hoe Eat this nut and burp (burp)
Get off yo knees and work (work)
Then kick you to curb (curb)
You better do dirt (dirt)
You my pretty lil nasty hoe
You walk like you the baddest bitch
You got you a lil fatty hoe
Go throw it on a dick And make daddy rich

If you want smoke got a pound piss
If you want coke gotta pound a sniff
I got me a lil goth baby
She acid & LSD crazy
She HIt me up wanna geek daily
She sucking dick and she geek geek
After a nut she still eat eat
She gobbling balls and the meat (hey)
I got hoes like prostitution
Pockets on fat cause the drugs is booming
These niggas hate cause they six ain't shooting
You won't get paid with no planning stupid
Always had one-up they thought I was done up
Don't wanna talk reminisce or catch up
Always had No friends a Emo fuck up
My paranoia my spider senses
I call Lester then I go missing
I take a shroom & I got the vision
People around don't have my best interest
The People around know that I'm winning
Demons around me yeah got me tripping
Angels around me tripling the digits
Y'all niggas weird yeah I see the jealousy
You can keep I love you hate you energy

Come on
Phone on do not disturb
I did not get yo message
Lil bitch why you so hurt
I'm not type to stress it
You the type to start undressing
Addressing your Imperfections
Lil bitch you always fessing
But suck my dick impressive
Hoe Eat this nut and burp (burp)
Get off yo knees and work (work)
Then kick you to curb (curb)
You better do dirt (dirt)
You my pretty lil nasty hoe
You walk like you the baddest bitch
You got you a lil fatty hoe
Go throw it on a dick And make daddy rich



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Smalls
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