Intrusive
Intrusive
I am nonchalant to the bullshit (yeah)
Yes, all my thoughts are intrusive
So don't make me do it (do it)
Head's roll, bodies rock
Gettin' right, new body from the body shop
You make me kill you, get your body chopped
We took some shrooms and went out to a party (party)
Had to calm the trip so I took a bit of Molly (molly)
Eyes blessid, throat cut
Skinny bitch, no butt
I'm only here to smoke more blunts!
And spit on racist cunts
Mom, if you hear this I'm sorry
I like puttin' on my makeup, ready to slash throats
Chokin' bitches out with spiked chains and rope
She said, "Rico, what do I do?" I said, "UwU"
Oh, I wade in perfume that good dope
You can get head like a Luci and get smoked
Black, punk, rock star, b-
Oh my God
You bitches suck
(We interrupt this broadcast)
That's it, you bitches suck
When I speak, I give 'em gems
Cut him off, I took his limbs
Peanut butter seats in a new BM
Told her "Fuck off, bitch, we cannot be friends"
When it come to a man (ew)
I could never depend
Bitch, go drown I'm jumping in the deep end, I ain't see shit
I'm your favorite rapper, favorite rapper, know you peeped it
You can keep your compliments, my confidence don't need it
Took my flow, and used it, bro, you might as well just keep it
You bitches suck
(We interrupt this broadcast)
That's it, you bitches suck
That's it
I am nonchalant to the bullshit (yeah)
Yes, all my thoughts are intrusive
So don't make me do it (do it)
Head's roll, bodies rock
Gettin' right, new body from the body shop
You make me kill you, get your body chopped
We took some shrooms and went out to a party (party)
Had to calm the trip so I took a bit of Molly (molly)
Eyes blessid, throat cut
Skinny bitch, no butt
I'm only here to smoke more blunts!
And spit on racist cunts
Mom, if you hear this I'm sorry
I like puttin' on my makeup, ready to slash throats
Chokin' bitches out with spiked chains and rope
She said, "Rico, what do I do?" I said, "UwU"
Oh, I wade in perfume that good dope
You can get head like a Luci and get smoked
Black, punk, rock star, b-
Oh my God
You bitches suck
(We interrupt this broadcast)
That's it, you bitches suck
When I speak, I give 'em gems
Cut him off, I took his limbs
Peanut butter seats in a new BM
Told her "Fuck off, bitch, we cannot be friends"
When it come to a man (ew)
I could never depend
Bitch, go drown I'm jumping in the deep end, I ain't see shit
I'm your favorite rapper, favorite rapper, know you peeped it
You can keep your compliments, my confidence don't need it
Took my flow, and used it, bro, you might as well just keep it
You bitches suck
(We interrupt this broadcast)
That's it, you bitches suck
That's it
Credits
Writer(s): Maria Kelly, Benjamin Wilson, Dane Mcquillan
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