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