(Chorus)
Hi darling
I heard you wanna
Sleep with Kraven
You know I’m charming
I keep these rappers
In my basement
You know I’m carving
Off their faces
I ain’t patient
You know I’m starving
Bitch you basic
Never playing
You know I’m starting
(Verse 1)
I’m never off
The fucking bench
I don’t need to stretch
I’m trained to go
To be the best
Bitch yes
I just want the world
And nothing less
Mastermind the flex
I’m overcoming every test
I’m just a molly walking
Jolly talking
Heir to the thrown
I got no hair in my comb
I light a flare to your dome
You know when
Every time I spit
It’s like a bear in your home
Yeah I’m just tearing up the joint
Like I don’t care to be stoned
I got a bad bitch at home
But when she’s with me she’s badder
She know I’m headed to the top
Bitch I don’t need me a ladder
I will not lend a helping hand
I’ll kick you down till you splatter
My diagnosis looks like wonderland
Please call me Madd Hatter
I need some help momma
I’m thinking Kraven gone crazy
She need a belt momma
My bitch be whippin a baby
I love myself momma
Cuz most these people turn shady
Call Scott Van Pelt momma
I’m thinking about dropping eighty
I feel like Kobe in this bitch
Cuz I don’t share shit
I’ll sign a prenup in this bitch
Man fuck this marriage
I want a Rarri filled with roses
Fuck your carriage
SKitz Houdini
I make pussy rappers parish
Hi darling
I heard you wanna
Sleep with Kraven
You know I’m charming
I keep these rappers
In my basement
You know I’m carving
Off their faces
I ain’t patient
You know I’m starving
Bitch you basic
Never playing
You know I’m starting
(Verse 1)
I’m never off
The fucking bench
I don’t need to stretch
I’m trained to go
To be the best
Bitch yes
I just want the world
And nothing less
Mastermind the flex
I’m overcoming every test
I’m just a molly walking
Jolly talking
Heir to the thrown
I got no hair in my comb
I light a flare to your dome
You know when
Every time I spit
It’s like a bear in your home
Yeah I’m just tearing up the joint
Like I don’t care to be stoned
I got a bad bitch at home
But when she’s with me she’s badder
She know I’m headed to the top
Bitch I don’t need me a ladder
I will not lend a helping hand
I’ll kick you down till you splatter
My diagnosis looks like wonderland
Please call me Madd Hatter
I need some help momma
I’m thinking Kraven gone crazy
She need a belt momma
My bitch be whippin a baby
I love myself momma
Cuz most these people turn shady
Call Scott Van Pelt momma
I’m thinking about dropping eighty
I feel like Kobe in this bitch
Cuz I don’t share shit
I’ll sign a prenup in this bitch
Man fuck this marriage
I want a Rarri filled with roses
Fuck your carriage
SKitz Houdini
I make pussy rappers parish
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