SOS
• Written by Lil_Ice_WOD
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BITCH THIS AN SOS, COMING FOR YOUR NECK
ITS A SLASH TO MY FUCKING WRIST, BETTER END UP DEAD
I AINT DISSING ON THE INTERNET, SAY IT WITH MY CHEST
BUT THESE PEOPLE WANT A CONTEST, WITH ME THEY ARE OBSESSED
BITCH IM A POLTERGEIST, BITCHES ARE POSSESSED
I THANK GOD EVERY FUCKING DAY, KNOW HE HAS ME BLESSED
I BE TRYING TO STACK MY MONEY UP, THE BLUES UNDER ARREST
LIKE A TRAFFIC STOP WITH 12, BITCH, OPPS GOT ME PRESSED
I ain't meet the criteria
Ask your bitch She know I'm superior
She got on her knees and started to preach to yuh
I had her down, you know I was deep in her
Had her head down, she got an ass on her
Beat her back in, ass getting fatter
She called back, said it didn't matter
She want it again, I hit her with laughter
BITCH THIS AN SOS, COMING FOR YOUR NECK
ITS A SLASH TO MY FUCKING WRIST, BETTER END UP DEAD
I AINT DISSING ON THE INTERNET, SAY IT WITH MY CHEST
BUT THESE PEOPLE WANT A CONTEST, WITH ME THEY ARE OBSESSED
BITCH IM A POLTERGEIST, BITCHES ARE POSSESSED
I THANK GOD EVERY FUCKING DAY, KNOW HE HAS ME BLESSED
I BE TRYING TO STACK MY MONEY UP, THE BLUES UNDER ARREST
LIKE A TRAFFIC STOP WITH 12, BITCH, OPPS GOT ME PRESSED
Opps got me pressed like a shirt at the cleaners
People would think I was fucking my teachers
Remember times getting head on the bleachers
Might go back, play my music on the speakers
All these bitches with me are cheaters
They got a man, but still fuck in reverse
Hit them from the back them give them a whole verse
Then take it back I can't give a hoe verse
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Lil_Ice_WOD
Member since September 9 2021