I say don't play wit me. I'll send Inc to your club's door, G. You call me a party noob, But I stay texting the love of your life. You waste your time being nice, While she dreams about being my wife. You're a keyboard warrior, Over the Internet I made you cry more than twice. That's just an alt? When I send Inc it'll make you halt. My rpers don't need social media to follow you. We'll make you cf and rp with your boo. Don't sp just cause Inc is coming through. Don't call open farm. My keyboard loves to do harm. Don't let me catch you in wc. It costs to die irl, But on here we make people drop stats for free. We finesse all your items so don't play with me. If I need some backup I pm broski. Cat cafe clubs all show me love. My avatar is flyer than a dove. Tell all these thirsties I need my space, Cause I'm so down to Earth. They been all up in my face, Even at birth. Don't make me catch a cyber case, I'm not a keyboard warrior for what it's worth. They show me love on my wall. Jackster, Jackster, My mirror says I'm the real estate of them all. If shorty claim my wall, Then I claim her walls. Under the mistletoe, Getting decorated with Christmas balls. I should've said ornaments, But my mind is wild. No chill filter, My style is never mild. I'm trying to get every female mod's number and stunt on ATA. I think they hate me cause I'm trying to have kids with everyone's bae. I keep on being naughty, Mrs. Santa, and that's everyday. I was in your cookie jar just the other day. Now I'm on the naughty list cause Santa feels some type of way.