Dead Last
Bitch
Lips bruised like I just got filler
I make your man scream, now I see I look like the killer
I got his blood drip drippin' down my mani and pedi
Now call me Kelly, you're a faggot, like it's Jason and Freddy
This ain't no Elm Street, I'm showing up in your dreams
I catch you looking through my panty drawer, "it ain't what it seems"
I bet he wanna bang a bitch, like my name Gail Weathers
Back of the wake, getting baked, like that babe from Heathers
Rename him horse-man (why) cause he givin' me head
Now it's looking like an exorcism, I'm tied to the bed
He gotta zombie in his pants, I make it rise from the dead
I'm dirty talking like I'm Hannibal Lecture, I talk TED
Don't compete, you know this pussy undefeated
Baby, if you wanna call my ex, you'll need a Ouija
And maybe I'm conceited, but I know he wanna eat it
Got a man on either side, I'm 'bout to human centipede it
Netflix and chills going down my spine
Should we make the crime scene your place or mine?
I'm only scared of bitches wasting my time
He got me moaning while he eat it, that's that whine and dine
Like, I'm Medusa, turn his snake to stone
Like, Jack Skellington, I'm tryin to bone
Like, 50-50 mix of sweat and cologne
Like, leave your message at the end of the tone
I found a trick, I give him a treat
V to the I P, meet and greet, so sweet
I got some candy that he tryin' to eat
I feel like Buffy (bite me) cause he's using his teeth
You're so needy and I'm Jennifer Check (yeah)
You're so loca bella, kissing my neck (yeah)
He give me the ring, but I'd rather the check
If you're so Captain Hook, then baby, show me your deck
Biting and sucking and so he call me a vamp
If it's bad but I still like it, motherfucker, it's camp
He drag me to hell but I come back like a champ
Bitch, if thats the devil's lettuce, then I'm smoking the plant
Master the craft just to conjure his bank card
I keep a J in the bag as a safeguard
He die for me, too bad I hate a die hard
That ain't an ashtray, that's the blunt graveyard
Netflix and chills going down my spine
Should we make the crime scene your place or mine?
I'm only scared of bitches wasting my time
He got me moaning while he eat it, that's that whine and dine
Like, I'm Medusa, turn his snake to stone
Like, Jack Skellington, I'm tryin to bone
Like, 50-50 mix of sweat and cologne
Like, leave your message at the end of the tone
Horror movie fanatic
I'm hearing steps in the attic
You know my drive automatic
He said this pussy like magic
A television on static
I'm huffin' puffin', asthmatic
I ride that dick, acrobatic
I add it up, mathematic
And now he say I'm demonic
I'm be like, okay, iconic
I'm sippin' on gin and tonic
He said the pleasure is chronic
He got me hooked on the phonic
Got all these rings like I'm Sonic
Sex bomb, like atomic
This pussy animatronic
Your dad was good, I'm tryna see if that's hereditary
Yes, I got all 6 feet under me like he a cemetery
Howl at the full moon, I like it hairy
I'm not talking Bradshaw when I'm callin' bitches Carrie
Hocus Pocus, now I got your focus
And if he ghost, Imma turn him to a ghost, sis
But if he good, part the pink like he Moses
Don't know which witch is which, but I'm the GOAT, bitch
Villian, chillin', with a J lit, killing it
Haven't seen you in a while, but I bet you're still a bitch
You're so mad, aint it sad that I don't give a shit?
You stay looking like a clown, IT
Dead last, but I'm still not humbled
Yeah, I be out here spending bags you fumbled
We flip fuck, like gymnastics, tumbled
Red rum real strong but I still don't stumble
Dead last
Dead last (but I'm still not humbled)
Dead last
Dead last
Yeah, I be out here spending bags you fumbled
Yeah, I be out here spending bags you fumbled
Yeah, I be out here spending bags you fumbled
Dead last
Lips bruised like I just got filler
I make your man scream, now I see I look like the killer
I got his blood drip drippin' down my mani and pedi
Now call me Kelly, you're a faggot, like it's Jason and Freddy
This ain't no Elm Street, I'm showing up in your dreams
I catch you looking through my panty drawer, "it ain't what it seems"
I bet he wanna bang a bitch, like my name Gail Weathers
Back of the wake, getting baked, like that babe from Heathers
Rename him horse-man (why) cause he givin' me head
Now it's looking like an exorcism, I'm tied to the bed
He gotta zombie in his pants, I make it rise from the dead
I'm dirty talking like I'm Hannibal Lecture, I talk TED
Don't compete, you know this pussy undefeated
Baby, if you wanna call my ex, you'll need a Ouija
And maybe I'm conceited, but I know he wanna eat it
Got a man on either side, I'm 'bout to human centipede it
Netflix and chills going down my spine
Should we make the crime scene your place or mine?
I'm only scared of bitches wasting my time
He got me moaning while he eat it, that's that whine and dine
Like, I'm Medusa, turn his snake to stone
Like, Jack Skellington, I'm tryin to bone
Like, 50-50 mix of sweat and cologne
Like, leave your message at the end of the tone
I found a trick, I give him a treat
V to the I P, meet and greet, so sweet
I got some candy that he tryin' to eat
I feel like Buffy (bite me) cause he's using his teeth
You're so needy and I'm Jennifer Check (yeah)
You're so loca bella, kissing my neck (yeah)
He give me the ring, but I'd rather the check
If you're so Captain Hook, then baby, show me your deck
Biting and sucking and so he call me a vamp
If it's bad but I still like it, motherfucker, it's camp
He drag me to hell but I come back like a champ
Bitch, if thats the devil's lettuce, then I'm smoking the plant
Master the craft just to conjure his bank card
I keep a J in the bag as a safeguard
He die for me, too bad I hate a die hard
That ain't an ashtray, that's the blunt graveyard
Netflix and chills going down my spine
Should we make the crime scene your place or mine?
I'm only scared of bitches wasting my time
He got me moaning while he eat it, that's that whine and dine
Like, I'm Medusa, turn his snake to stone
Like, Jack Skellington, I'm tryin to bone
Like, 50-50 mix of sweat and cologne
Like, leave your message at the end of the tone
Horror movie fanatic
I'm hearing steps in the attic
You know my drive automatic
He said this pussy like magic
A television on static
I'm huffin' puffin', asthmatic
I ride that dick, acrobatic
I add it up, mathematic
And now he say I'm demonic
I'm be like, okay, iconic
I'm sippin' on gin and tonic
He said the pleasure is chronic
He got me hooked on the phonic
Got all these rings like I'm Sonic
Sex bomb, like atomic
This pussy animatronic
Your dad was good, I'm tryna see if that's hereditary
Yes, I got all 6 feet under me like he a cemetery
Howl at the full moon, I like it hairy
I'm not talking Bradshaw when I'm callin' bitches Carrie
Hocus Pocus, now I got your focus
And if he ghost, Imma turn him to a ghost, sis
But if he good, part the pink like he Moses
Don't know which witch is which, but I'm the GOAT, bitch
Villian, chillin', with a J lit, killing it
Haven't seen you in a while, but I bet you're still a bitch
You're so mad, aint it sad that I don't give a shit?
You stay looking like a clown, IT
Dead last, but I'm still not humbled
Yeah, I be out here spending bags you fumbled
We flip fuck, like gymnastics, tumbled
Red rum real strong but I still don't stumble
Dead last
Dead last (but I'm still not humbled)
Dead last
Dead last
Yeah, I be out here spending bags you fumbled
Yeah, I be out here spending bags you fumbled
Yeah, I be out here spending bags you fumbled
Dead last
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Writer(s): Christopher Baptista, Kieran Armitage
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