Helen Keller

Hey, Rossy

I got the bars like a felon
I'm on the map like Magellan
I'm tryna be noticed by Melon
While I'm up in the trap like castellan
Yeah, all of these thots be jealous
And all of the opps, we shelling
But I ain't no snitch, no telling
Yeah, I ain't see shit like Helen

Goddamn, this bitch
She got ham and hot friends, hot damn
So I pull up and I pop Xans
Then I drop on a thot in a threesome, Potsdam
But I ain't gon' tell y'all nothing
I got a bad bitch, leave it at that
Yeah, everybody always want something
But this bitch, she ain't even gotta ask

Huh, fucking on a bitch named Helen
Huh, since I was eleven
Huh, don't forget to mention
That she's blind, and mute, and deaf and, huh
I never had sex with a girl so silent
Look me in the eyes, or I'm gonna get violent
Gonna grow giant
You can't see it, like closed eyelids
Pre marital sex, we won't go to Heaven
Threesome with her brother Devin
Her mom got so damn jealous
I only please others I'm so selfless, huh
She so blind, but she so fine
Nine out of ten, she's a dime
If she agrees, this ain't a crime
Helen Keller is my slime

I got the bars like a felon, huh
I'm on the map like Magellan, huh
I'm tryna be noticed by Melon, huh
While I'm up in the trap like castellan, huh
All of these thots be jealous, huh
And all of the opps, we shelling, huh
But I ain't no snitch, no telling, huh
I ain't see shit like Helen

Hey, Rossy



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