BeattyRixxy
• Written by R9OPPS
Boutta roll up with my gs hanging
Woke up next morning then my cribs lagging
Come back from block now my cribs locked in
Guess who locked
Yeah right, its the be a bitch
Not the be a tricks
Tryna joke up having those lil tricks
In the morning its the moping bunket?
Bonkey? Bonki? Buk-? WHA, Oh yeah
Its the mopping bunkyts!
Oh my God im so sick and tired
U give me the icks not gonna lie
Your just stupid
Your just sad
Cus your a kid
Without a dad
I get money i get rollups
Ballondor doesnt sit on no floor
You chase fame
You're really jus lame
Ding dong
Everyones wrong
In little beatrice castaway
We want our floor
We want our land
We do not want to like
WIth the beatrice
Giving us pain
Everyday
At nice, hey!
To get away
Why you change
This why ella dipped
Noone liked you
Since you switched
Just gotta write
All ur fates
All ur shame
Big disgrace
Ran a ran
Carried last place
Little widow
Come sit back down
Your really cool
Nice to speak to
Hate Gog what did he do
Had a babe
Cus ur alone?
Is that why
YOU ARE A PAINNN!!!!?
OluwaT ur pretty
Acting all sneaky link we ur bae
We get no man wants you
Now the tayo dying fo yu
Be A Trix
We rooting for you
Why gotta switch?
Say im duty to ur pretty link
Oluwa T
And be a bitch
Pretty nice match
Gonna grap my gun imma shoot all them opps
Start with beatrice
Then pretty t
Flock all them kiddies u little prick
Me and mah crew gonna splick on yall
Pullin the trigger w ma gun
cuz im on top and yall falling
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R9OPPS
Member since February 26 2023