I thought northern Irish chicks were a bread of the baddest *****
Instead I got left with the flat arsed spastic make-up caked catfish
Accent as thick as you sometimes it's like you're speaking mandarin or Spanish
Everyday back to your room a demeanour of gloom it's the same old antics
Hop on the line for dads quids
Money transferred to help your negative attitude and fix the balance
Everyone wants you to ******* back to the yacht, mansion and life that's lavish
I'm a savage
exposing this sly witch
We've all seen it right.
The way she hops in the pad and plays with 3 guys like it's GTA five.
Picking a different boy each night judging on the features she likes
Thinking she's an adult rolling on 18 like she was chucking 3 dice
Exposing the cracks beneath her as she walks on like street lights
Custom to immaturity
She's ADT because her life's based on insecurity/ in security
There's no love from me I'll give you a cold stare from outta nowhere like a Randy Orton meme.