​a poem i wrote for my online gf lyrics

[Chorus]
Uhh, and she don't need romantics
f*cked on Discord, e-love antics
Huh, and she don't need slow dancing
She gon' dance to this sh*t, huh, e-love anthem, uh
What's that sh*t, now what's that sh*t?
Oh that's that new Savage Ga$p, hoe bump that sh*t
Now why these goth women wanna come and bust that sh*t?
Cause I'm the king of the f*cking pumpkin patch, bust down crypt, yeah

[Verse 1]
Huh, you looking sad as a b*tch, and I'm just chillin' with my bros, pocket fat as a b*tch
Man, huh, I never cap on a b*tch
The only time I really talk is in a chat with your b*tch, huh
Huh, she finna come for your neck
She said "He only smoke mid and his room is a mess", yuh
Huh, she in the mood and I'm stressed
She told me "Choke me harder", I'm like "Damn I'm doing my best", yuh
Huh, boy, she on that freak sh*t
Paying for your dinner with them feet pics
Damn, she finna drop that dude
I heard he live in Wisconsin, di*k game weak, sh*t
Off the purple sh*t, needle of hoes
And I be stomping on these rappers, huh, Weedle ass hoes, huh
b*tch you know I got the Beamer in gold
They wanna talk, I just keep it short, I'm beatin' a chode, yuh
Louie V logo on the skin up on my nutsack
Balenciaga runners on me, that's why she runs back, huh
Yeah, I know she love that
Drop an F4 in the chat when she f*ck back
[Chorus]
And she don't need romantics
f*cked on Discord, e-love antics
Huh, and she don't need slow dancing
She gon' dance to this sh*t, huh, e-love anthem, uh
What's that sh*t, now what's that sh*t?
Oh that's that new Savage Ga$p, hoe bump that sh*t
Now why these goth women wanna come and bust that sh*t?
Cause I'm the king of the f*cking pumpkin patch, bust down crypt, yeah