DEAD LAST
Bitch
Lips bruised like I just got filler
I make your man scream now I see I look like the killer
I got his blood drip-drippin' down my mani and pedi
Now call me Kelly, you're a faggot like it's Jason and Freddy
This ain't no Elm Street, I'm showin' up in your dreams
I catch you looking through my panty drawer "it ain't what it seems"
I bet he wanna bang a bitch like my name Gail Weathers
Back of the wake getting baked like that babe from Heathers
Rename him "horse-man" (why) 'cause he givin' me head
Now it's looking like an exorcism tied to the bed
He got a zombie in his pants I make it rise from the dead
I'm dirty talking like I'm Hannibal Lecter, I talk Ted
Don't compete you know this pussy undefeated
Baby if you wanna call my ex you'll need a ouija
And maybe I'm conceited but I know he wanna eat it
Got a man on either side I'm 'bout to human centipede it, uh
Netflix and chills going down my spine
Should we make the crime scene your place or mine?
I'm only scared of bitches wasting my time
He got me moaning while he eat it, that's that whine and dine
Like I'm Medusa, turn his snake to stone
Like Jack Skellington, I'm tryin' to bone
Like fifty-fifty mix of sweat and cologne
Like leave your message at the end of the tone
I found a trick, I give him a treat
V to the I-P meet and greet
So sweet, I got some candy that he trying to eat
I feel like Buffy (bite me) 'cause he using his teeth
You're so needy and I'm Jennifer Check, yeah
You're so Loca Bella kissing my neck, yeah
He give me the ring but I'd rather the cheque
If you're so captain hook then baby show me your deck
Biting and sucking and so he call me a vamp
If it's bad but I still like it motherfucker it's camp
He drag me to hell but I come back like a champ
Bitch if thats the devil's lettuce then I'm smoking the plant
Master the craft just to conjure his bank card
I keep a J in the bag as a safeguard
He die for me, too bad I hate a die hard
That ain't an ashtray that's the blunt graveyard
Netflix and chills going down my spine
Should we make the crime scene your place or mine?
I'm only scared of bitches wasting my time
He got me moaning while he eat it, that's that whine and dine
Like I'm Medusa, turn his snake to stone
Like Jack Skellington, I'm tryin' to bone
Like fifty-fifty mix of sweat and cologne
Like leave your message at the end of the tone
Horror movie fanatic
I'm hearing steps in the attic
You know my drive automatic
He said this pussy like magic
A television on static
I'm huffin' puffin' asthmatic
I ride that dick acrobatic
I add it up mathematic
And now he say I'm demonic
I be like "okay iconic"
I'm sipping on gin and tonic
He said the pleasure is chronic
He got me hooked on the phonic
Got all these rings like i'm Sonic
Sex bomb like atomic
This pussy animatronic, uh
Your dad was good I'm tryna see if it's hereditary
Yes I got all six feet under me like he a cemetery
Howl at the full moon, I like it hairy
I'm not talking Bradshaw when I'm calling bitches Carrie
Hocus pocus, now I got your focus
And if he ghost, I'ma turn him to a ghost-sis
But if he good, part the pink like he Moses
Don't know which witch is which but I'm the goat bitch
Villian chillin' with a J lit killin' it
Haven't seen you in a while but I bet you're still a bitch
You're so mad, ain't it sad that I don't give a shit?
You stay looking like a clown, It
"Dead last" but I'm still not humbled
Yeah I be out here spending bags you fumbled
We flip-fuck, like gymnastics tumbled
Red rum real strong but I still don't stumble
Dead last
Dead last (but I'm still not-)
Dead last
Dead last
Yeah I be out here spending bags you fumbled
Yeah I be out here spending bags you fumbled
Yeah I be out here spending bags you fumbled
Dead last
