A Simp named Rorschach (feat. Sein & Agent)

I can't love no hoe
I can't trust no hoe
I ain't talking bout these bitches Lil buddy I'm talking 'bout you broski
Talking 'bout you mostly
Talking how you low key
Lurking on a bitches twitter 'cause your ass is lonely
And you talking too
But your ass is broke
I bet you'd suck a dozen dirty dicks just to get a smoke
Bitch you claim you woke but degrading these women mean you hate your mammy
You was never manly
Dawg you the bitch of a broken family
Yeah I hate a simp
Twitter fingers means you lacking pimp
Hands, fuck you and your mans
Smoke you like a gram
Check the chin of a incel
With my missile fists
Bitches better run if they see me when I'm pissed
Off the liquor
Riding with a stripper
Cherry got the toolie and she clap it like her lil booty
Brody on the corner with a piece on his hip
And you tripping on the gram when a bitch posting tits

Chill hoe, grab mint
Bitch you mad you never hit
Chill hoe, grab mint
Bitch you mad you never hit
Chill hoe, grab mint
Bitch you mad you never hit
Chill hoe, grab mint
Bitch you thirsty for the tits



Credits
Writer(s): Bratt Chavez
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