A Simp named Rorschach (feat. Sein & Agent)

I can't love no hoe I can't trust no hoe I ain't talking bout these bitches Lil buddy I'm talking 'bout you broski Talking 'bout you mostly Talking how you low key Lurking on a bitches twitter 'cause your ass is lonely And you talking too But your ass is broke I bet you'd suck a dozen dirty dicks just to get a smoke Bitch you claim you woke but degrading these women mean you hate your mammy You was never manly Dawg you the bitch of a broken family Yeah I hate a simp Twitter fingers means you lacking pimp Hands, f*ck you and your mans Smoke you like a gram Check the chin of a incel With my missile fists Bitches better run if they see me when I'm pissed Off the liquor Riding with a stripper Cherry got the toolie and she clap it like her lil booty Brody on the corner with a piece on his hip And you tripping on the gram when a bitch posting tits Chill hoe, grab mint Bitch you mad you never hit Chill hoe, grab mint Bitch you mad you never hit Chill hoe, grab mint Bitch you mad you never hit Chill hoe, grab mint Bitch you thirsty for the tits