[Lyric] Dial Tone (ElaYoshi)

Momma ain't gon like this one at (hahaha)

Full of dark thoughts
Heart is full of blood clots

One hoe, two hoe, three when I'm gon learn, not

Ima striker, street fighter now my thumbs hot
Ex pack in the air in the air making lungs rot

Uh

Ima penny pitchin' pussy picker
The thought of you smilin' makin' my stomach sicker

Big petty that's what they call me duke
You unwoken the beast I ain't who you thought you knew

Pitty pat, I'm at yo doorstep
Huh, I don't like peace I want beef, come get yo sun set
No hook, I'm straight through wit' it
It ain't bout who got pussy, it's what you do wit' it

But Taylor I thought you loved me

Nah scratch that, I'm givin' haymakers I ain't gon' send you money

I ain't got respect, nigga I'm bout to pocket check
Playin with T is gon' get yo sockets wrecked

I'm just joshing, I ain't gon hit you folk
But yo kitty smelling a little iffy, I think yo laundry soaked

You thought you the prize
Life I'm 'bout to scrutinize
Not cutting the cord yo mommas true demise

Cry-cry, wah-wah, I ain't got feelings hoe
Shoulda kicked yo stupid ass to the curb, soon as you hit the door

(Huh)
Like yo best friend, I think I settled too
Just like the roaches inside yo crib, death is ahead of you

This goes to show you shouldn't play with T
Cause Ima get up on the track and I show my insanity
Take advantage of me? (Huh) I thought not
"I never came when we made love" said a dumb thot

PSA, I'm bringing dark back
Just finished bumpin' Tyler and Earl, nigga they made me love rap

When my brains in a maze
I put my thoughts to the page
I'm steady the countin' the days
'Til u find this track and rewind it back
Back to the day you fuckin' met me (fuckin' met me)

So I can tell you rest in piss before you ever disrespect me
This my dial tone when you gone, hope you regret me