Forgive Me Father Its That Bitch's Fault Lyrics

If I never met that bitch then I'd probably be rich

Didn't want to take a sip she told me take the fifth

Had to scratch the itch you can blame that bitch

But should've ditched this bitch

I wouldn't have to deal with this

We had some fun times I guess

I mean that one time I guess

When we made plans to change states, move three hours west

But then you had some things on your chest you had to confess

Must be heavy shit, way you explain got you out of breath

Staring blank I play it off and move on to the next

Soon as I drop you off, typing paragraph text

Not the ones that I used to

This one bitterly truthful

You done fucked me over now

Never again will I scoop you

Told me we'd move in talking into my pupils

Now you saying it all mean nothing, this one hitting crucial

Must've misconstrued things, thought feelings mutual

If I see you again all you hearing is DOO DOO

Shoot you in a church so the songs going PEW PEW

Baptized in blood might just swaddle in NUNU

Chastise our love type to WADDLE UP TO YOU

Listen, listen

Bitch look like a bottle so I had to go down on her

Man I went to town on her

Fucked around, unholy sounds

Now I am attached to her

Last night was in the bath with her

Now I'm out here trashing her

Don't even nod when passing her

Still sit in bed and laugh with her

Knew it wouldn't last with her

So must be a fool for asking her

We both made wounds, you washed mine with salt

Called at least six times, yet coms my fault

Been calm whole time, fuck you talking about

This shit comedy show, you the one who come at me hoe

You think I'm dumb, well I agree bro

I let myself believe we were more than lustful teen hope

See when I try talk bout you

My hands clam up palms soaked

My voice quivers, I choke

Like them times in the living room

Deep in your throat

Now I see through your smoke

You only use me for dope

If I see you with your friends

Might get with all three of them

Just to show you to us

You really mean nothing

See I don't really mean that

But want you to see

How I feel from ways that you treat me

Sick to my stomach, chest feels like you beat me

Why when I come around, you act like you ain't yet meet me

Let you off once

That was last of your freebies