Klouted Up

Bitch talking shit, she having a stroke
Lil bih' wanna fight me, you don't want no smoke
She look like a lil' girl, yeah, I got my bros
You pull up on us, your ass gon' get smoked
I am that indie girl, you is a joke

Talking that mad shit, they trynna' provoke
Yeah, ha, come near me, bitch you gon' get choked
All of that fuck shit, boy you is a hoe
Thinkin' we fancy, hit up Nokia phone
Walking around with my chains and they glow

Calling herself thick, but that's silicone
Shut up lil bitch, yeah leave me alone
Scroll down my Insta, all these bitches clones
She 12 year old but she act like she grown

These lil thots gon' whine, these lil thots gon' moan
I hit that bitch up, call her cellphone unknown
Oh, ay, hello?
Is that really you babygirl?

Thought I put my phone on don't disturb
Since you called throw that ass, no return
Uh, sike
I don't call no bitch on no Skype
Only hit my niggas on Facetime
See me happy on my Snap so she swipe
Red flag on my side, that's my blood type
Oh what?

She gon' cry, 'cuz her boyfriend called me and he slide
Oh lil bih' I'm not choosing no sides
I just fuck, then I dip, then I hide
Oh, shit
Petrified

Think she scary, oh damn she tried
Gon' get her lil ass acidified
'Cuz they call me that toxic strychnine
Uh, klout