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fruit2 / fleas

And I think that bitch too clean if you ask me
Baby know imma dog imma show teeth
Got bark got growl think I got fleas
I’d keep the kids away if you ask me
If you ask me
If you ask me
If you ask me
I don’t need a fucking name you can call me
If you ask me
If you ask me
If you ask me
Chewing on my nails
I’ve been grinding my teeth
Baby no it’s not fair
No one said that it’d be clean
Got me itching at the bone
I’ve been chewing thru the leash
Why they wanna put me down?
Put a needle in his sleeve
They don’t like me on the surface
I don’t like em underneath
Only listen to my wallet
I can’t focus on the grief
I need time
I need clarity
I need Claritin to breathe
And I think that bitch too clean if you ask me
Baby know imma dog imma show teeth
Got bark got growl think I got fleas
I won’t go up past the street if you ask me
Heard he just bit a kid like last week
Old man’s got guns got gangrene
Too ferrel wouldn’t really wanna pet me
Hard to shake it cuz it’s really how they see me
I’ve been running from the mountain
Dirty feet and all
Kinda like it when the crosshairs roam
Between our arms
I don’t wonder why they chase me out
I’m not worried bout loss
Imma put a Lil steel on boot
Imma put it in your arm
Oh they really finna tax y’all
Imma sink ya shit all costs
Kinda fuzzy in the mirror
Kinda burns throwing salt
Chain tires on the backroads
Put the body in a box
Still born under a bad sign
Like the pattern never stops
And I think that bitch too clean if you ask me
Baby know imma dog imma show teeth
Got bark got growl think I got fleas
I won’t go up past the street if you ask me
Heard he just bit a kid like last week
Old man’s got guns got gangrene
Too ferrel wouldn’t really wanna pet me
Hard to shake it cuz it’s really how they see me