PARASITE / SCALES II

Boy you a bad liar, boy you as sad as a flat tire
Boy this shit must just be satire, I think yo ass need to call Flat Iron

Slash in yo wrist, bitch I know that you mad
You don't gotta tell me you ain’t got a dad
If that nigga was here, he would call you a fag
Boy yo ass stay heated, this bitch need a pad

This bitch got cuts on her wrist of a lil nigga name
And she throw a fit when we say she a lame
She let a dude hit if it meant she get fame
“I reached seventeen before you even came”
This bitch is a fiend for some dick I must say
And my dumbass fell for her dumb
Little game
“I'll kill myself if you decide you won't stay”
That shit was a trap bitch I couldn’t еscape

That shit really fucked with my brain
Should havе known that little bitch was a fake
Now I feel nothing to you but just hate
When I see yo ass i'mma rip off yo face

I remember when yo ass was fake trans
When you saw the real nigga getting hella fucking fans
You a fucking stan

Bitch listen to the voices in yo head
They saying that yo ass need to go to fucking bed
Bitch you is just a fucking flag that is red
How ‘bout you just kill yourself instead