Creeps Die Alone

Grabbing at my ankles
Like I’m some shit
You call people stick figure puppets
You think that you’re some kinda prolific
Whatchu want with me
I’m a dumb bitch
Die alone
I hope you die alone
Your mask fell off
Now you’re blocked from my phone
You can’t make me cry
I was just your type
It was all a lie
It was all a lie
You follow all my friends
You fucking creep
Making fake accounts
To stalk my shit while I sleep
Flexing that Chanel
Like you’re six figures deep
Spittin fake woke shit
Like you’re always on e
You spent all of these years
Tryna convince me
That you’re not one of them
Unless I look like me
You spent all of that time
Tryna know me
You should’ve spent that time in therapy
I hope you die alone bitch
Grabbing at my ankles
Like I’m some shit
You call people stick figure puppets
You think that you’re some kinda prolific
Whatchu want with me
I’m a dumb bitch