Bros a Clown
Fuck Cody Luv, you're a bitch
Your music fuckin' sucked, you were never good
Cry like a bitch on Twitter again, kill yourself
(Lieu just fucking killed himself)
Haha, pussy
(Fuck you, Artemys)
Your music was always trash
Your bro's a clown, your bro's a groomer I ain't never fuckin' asked
Now it's Nolan in the pack, and you fell off, that's why you got mad
You hating on children, go get a bag
You had a shot and you blew it
And you singin' 'bout some shit that you won't ever have
And she a thot, your bitch down bad
Nobody loves you, everyone laugh
Tweetin' some shit like he's off crack
That shit was funny and that shit was comical
Talkin' that shit, make a song but it's alt F4
Why your manager a snitch, homie?
You're gonna stay and you can't get more
Your music was always trash
Your bro's a clown, your bro's a groomer I ain't never fuckin' asked
Now it's Nolan in the pack, and you fell off, that's why you got mad
You hating on children, go get a bag
You had a shot and you blew it
And you singin' 'bout some shit that you won't ever have
And she a thot, your bitch down bad
Nobody loves you, everyone laugh
Tweetin' some shit like he's off crack
That shit was funny and that shit was comical
Talkin' that shit, make a song but it's alt F4
Why your manager a snitch, homie?
You're gonna stay and you can't get more
Fuck Cody Luv, fuck Cody Luv
Fuck Cody Luv, fuck Cody Luv
Cody Luv's a bitch, Cody Luv's a ho
Cody Luv's bitch is bad though
Your music fuckin' sucked, you were never good
Cry like a bitch on Twitter again, kill yourself
(Lieu just fucking killed himself)
Haha, pussy
(Fuck you, Artemys)
Your music was always trash
Your bro's a clown, your bro's a groomer I ain't never fuckin' asked
Now it's Nolan in the pack, and you fell off, that's why you got mad
You hating on children, go get a bag
You had a shot and you blew it
And you singin' 'bout some shit that you won't ever have
And she a thot, your bitch down bad
Nobody loves you, everyone laugh
Tweetin' some shit like he's off crack
That shit was funny and that shit was comical
Talkin' that shit, make a song but it's alt F4
Why your manager a snitch, homie?
You're gonna stay and you can't get more
Your music was always trash
Your bro's a clown, your bro's a groomer I ain't never fuckin' asked
Now it's Nolan in the pack, and you fell off, that's why you got mad
You hating on children, go get a bag
You had a shot and you blew it
And you singin' 'bout some shit that you won't ever have
And she a thot, your bitch down bad
Nobody loves you, everyone laugh
Tweetin' some shit like he's off crack
That shit was funny and that shit was comical
Talkin' that shit, make a song but it's alt F4
Why your manager a snitch, homie?
You're gonna stay and you can't get more
Fuck Cody Luv, fuck Cody Luv
Fuck Cody Luv, fuck Cody Luv
Cody Luv's a bitch, Cody Luv's a ho
Cody Luv's bitch is bad though
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Sola
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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