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So my ex is vexxed
My ex's giving me neck
Hickey on my neck
Extant on my neck
My ex′s sending me texts
Flexing on her to my death
All the minds I thought perplexed
Trying to abide by my requests
Mess with their heads
Mooching booze from friends
Mooching booze from friends
Watches all bend to my benefit

I cut off friends over no offense
Silence dunks them in the deep end (deep end)
Kiss them on the defense (defense)
We can′t give a fuck about your grievance (grievance)
I don't make amends
I don′t start the steps
I play pretense
Stay in the depths

Love that fucking dress an entity of sex and I ain't too impressed
So I′m sensitively giving head the best
Bend her over my bed
Grasping gas for breath
Grasping gas for breath
Always leave them breathless in an existential reflection
The pleasure is a misdirection from my inattention
Take affection with some doubt
Notice when I'm reaching out
I′m on my seventh stout
Tomorrow I'll be distancing myself

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Can I make perfect shit and get dirty rich
I flirt with you bitch
I flirt with you bitch
I make skirts lift, I make shirts rip
I got a big dick, it hurts when it hits
This complex
This kick flips and these fingers twist
I kiss lips, I grope tits, I grip hips
I can stay quick
I can fuck slow
On gentle low I choke

I consider this a show so I perform perfecting go
I know how to play my role
How to party
How to charm souls
How to strong-arm control of our internal starter goal
Armed to the bone I′m martyr
Causing harm and false discharging alarms
My arm's folded
I don′t need no arm to hold
Smart and smarmy prose

Alcoholics never vomit
Towel a rinse like garmaments
Fuck enormous this
I'm sowing carnage bitch
I harness this
I market this
See took you gals with me in the middle
Guys go wild to the beats in the riddles
With dex I′m a-gone so my psyche sizzle
You watch with your little thumbs timidly twiddle
Polish my gin
Refill this
Wonder what next?
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