Mr b*tch and Mrs Sh!t

You’re a mean one Mr.Bitch you call me on day and night like you got an itch

You must do cause you sound like the grinch

You’re a crazy one Mrs.shit I hear you screaming at him all day long glaring at us like we did something wrong you do cause you sound like a wench

This is dumb this ain’t rhyming this ain’t one for the kids with a diamond shining killer instinct nice surprising I ain’t the one for you you ain’t the for me we a whole ass rugged country MC

with a style so light and style so shiny let me show you how we do things

You a crazy how driven her four door looking like pocket change on the streets of the 4 whores we got no shore we more doors we more than fours you a bad ratchet type screaming like bad mike I hate the way you say you do things talking a big game you got no shame I blame

You for the big stars it’s hateful you a four door beater lookin like egg in a heater you country ass swinger looking like a motel treater we done with this we done him we done with her we done with all the insane meter beaters

Don’t like this shit don’t worry

Neither do