CLYDE (I Hope At Least One Of My Ex-Girlfriends Hears This)
[Verse 1: Yung Plague] Trying to get on my pimp shit But I’m stuck on my druggie tip So I fuck an ugly bitch All the pretty hoes ditch Yeah they know it’s no myth (?) (?) Got the last laugh hopefully as long as the last laugh Grey flags so you damn must say I'm cocked Shawty blast shawty say popped gats from the blasts At last the moment has passed I got a gash in my thick skull Throw me in the trash call for a pick up Death over bitches all because of Crystal Blood spilling in my motherfucking pimp cup Used to love the bitch, now she sucking other dicks So I cut my fucking wrists Feel like a puddle of piss $uicide, death of me who gives a fuck No one
[Verse 2: $crim] $licky got the motherfucking pedigree But generally, all my ex- hoes become my enemies And my next hoes will deal with jealousy From a couple chickenheads, Tori and Sophie Couple of them bitches that ain't important If pussy curving was a sport they'd call me Jordan With my endorsement remaining dormant When it come to these bitches that play informant All the girls that I fuck with got kids or ex-husbands They junkies or strippers but hey I'm not judging Don't fuck with a hippy bitch, fuck with a skinny bitch Fuck with a needy bitch, fuck with a greedy bitch Nah I can't do that shit Too much energy, energy spent unsuccessfully Oh please (would) you let me be one of your memories