Count Dracie - ORPHAN!!!! Lyrics

Into the thick of it, into the thick of it, into the thick of it
Ugh
Drack
Dumb bitch I did your FAFSA for you

Then you lied and said you got a 2 year ride to CMU
You ain't never got no ride, scholarship, or a car
Then you had two niggas clueless playing in your cookie jar
Don't start with me, you don't want no petty beef

And you know you can't have shrimp, that's the only meat you eat
And I clocked you up on all your lies, and I got receipts
Nigga, f*ck the big four, it's Ton, Me, Steena, and Jellybean, bitch
Yeah, I got the tea, I ain't talking Arizona

You barely come to school, how you gon' see your diploma
Your breath stink, smell like you talk shit, clean that aroma
You don't have no room, you don't have a home
Wanna talk about Grindr, you'll never see a man

Finna blow this hoe up just like US did Japan
I really hate y'all niggas, shoulda been the Ku Klux Klan
You got a random loser and turned her to a fan
Livin' a double life, you ain't KC undercover

You tryna be funny, don't make me talk about your mother
Hoes be givin' out confessions like they Usher
It's a no from me, finna press the red buzzer
Shoulda never came out your pocket, now you sittin' here depressed

You tried to play me, now let me get this shit up off my chest
You are pressed and can't dress, can't pose and you stressed
No friends, you left, no ass, you just breast
You're a no, I'm a yes, you're a random ass guest

You be buggin' out like a pest
You had locks and braids at once, girl, you really look a mess
Don't play with me, this not recess
Get your pen and paper out, I'm handin' out the test

Slap me? Oh, I'll slap your mama out the casket
I carry all you hoes like some clothes in baskets
Hoes mad cause y'all rent cost my lulu jacket
Can't argue with a bitch if you not in my tax bracket

Bitch, touch me if you want, I'll beat you just like your dad did
You really just a background bitch, you an ad-lib
Aww, sad kid
You think you the shit, you not average

I'm boxin' bitches up, might as well call me a package
And this go out to that sorry ass, loser ass
No friends, having ass, flat back bitch
Don't ever try to come for me, hoe

Slap who? Cause you know who I'll slap
So keep it cute