Slowbro

Lacoste denim on my legs sagging
I accost men then I'm turning them to faggots
Like a slow computer how you lagging cause you lacking
I'm tackling viruses like a Macintosh
I'm posh in my polo
Leave fools crying like the Beta Boys logo, oh no
Break up you and your girl like Yoko Ono
You not men you some Jocko Homos
I don't fuck with them chickens less they soaked in adobo
Bronze bitches tryna fuck with my gold flow
Brooklyn queens always want me to showboat
I got no love for these low hoes
Always riding my tail like a Slowbro
Only want the T, no cocoa
But you better not spill no effusions of what I'm doing
Don't get it confused, this is my business
And I ain't never stop till I'm finishеd, so bye, bitches
I'm more еvil, sadistic, and conniving than my snitches
I don't give a fuck if I go to prison
Cause that's where I belong, isn't it?
Isn't it?

Piece of shit failure
Beta Boys t-shirt in the cushion mailer
Flipping this merch while I'm staring at my haters
Flipping the bird
Ain't doing business with jerks
Life feels like a prison or worse
Draped in some red flags, I make these bitches skrrt
Then I make the bitches squirt
When I hold them down and reach up their skirt
They wanna give me what a villain deserves, my just desserts
Perfect, cause I just skipped dinner
I'm hungry and thirsty, I'm ugly and worthless
I'm stupid and beta as fuck, I'm always nervous and worried
Used to shoot dope shots like Steph Curry
Unstable foundation, I'm not sturdy
Steeped in New York culture, I'm not worldly
I don't know what goes on in Connecticut or New Jersey
You can catch me in Manhattan or Brooklyn
Or looking crooked in Central Bookings
Roll with crook gang
But the only thing I'm jugging is the body of a woman