Nightmare Teller Freestyle lyrics

by

Goddess FIJI


« I never really cared about sh*t, you know that about me »

( Verse 1 )
Talk too much, like you know about me
Oh My friends? I won’t go about this
Had some sh*t to tell
I might go all out b*tch
Hope your sober life is cool
But I hope you die High b*tch
Gimme try hard to die rich
You left me then die b*tch
Hope you thinking of me clapping that b*tch
We almost making a threesome
She thinking of me taking that di*k
Gotta stop the shatter Im slowly dyin’ from that sh*t
Ain’t travis but that’s lit
That what? That b*tch
She talk about me like Im feeling that sh*t

( Bridge )
The Moon is up Im a nightmare teller
Make her believe, Im actin’ with her
f*ck me over, I’ll make your life hell fellow

( Verse 2 )
Holla at me I might tell hello
Got the Swag I ain’t Dinero
Taxing peeps like I am Deebo
Not Bell, not scared of minotaur
Right behind the Mirror, wall
FIJI Storm terror, the Dvalin
With yo b*tch, got my D on her
Didn’t see they sh*t, but I Z’d on it
They like *We all got insomnia*
But b*tch my sh*t chronic
My sh*t toxic, so much that I came to love it
Now they both too dodgin’
b*tches Ion trust it
Bring your mouth before I nut b*tch
She ate my c*ck you tastin’ her lips
She ask for it, Im breaking her hips
Said my di*k be breaking her sh*t
You wonder where she got this at? Im giving her tips
Shake my sh*t until she breaking her wrist
When I was young My mom was like ;
« you could off waited to knew her sh*t »
Im ain’t tryna get to knew her mom Im tryna blew her sh*t
Threw my old wrist in the ice but this one still is cooler sh*t
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