Stella (Unreleased)

[Verse One] Ho its K-O-N Eyes on Konnie Chung (This ju-This just in) Bitch, I ain’t the one [Ashli Orion] (Nigga, you’re a trend) (Flavor of the month) My new chick vanilla but she smell like bubble gum----- I don’t give a shit I never have, I never will And my focus on the fritz, I forgot to take my pill Ho I’m way too faded to hear your spheal Fresh like will but im dressed like bill Shout my nigga rogers all my patnas hella trill My goomar look tatyana, rest in peace to uncle phill Ho you fuckin’ with the comeback kid, rill rill Bumpin’ sleigh bells while we blaze Ls Lets, chill Reefer sticky as the goo in my tube sock Baked off one piece, usopp Bad boy, so don’t make a nigga woosaaa Ooo nah, you don’t really wanna do that Dude stop, you ain’t rollin’ with the KON Shout my nigga Nañez, told him that we on Every dog have his day, every day gon has its dawn (don) And we on the rise of a new age, better run [Chorus One- Ashli Orion] Roll up unprepared for award shows Polo With a bear where the horse goes Ho-you-know we Floss. Too! Hard? Call the ortho And don’t come in my room if the door’s closed [Verse 2] Mis Latinas son boriquas and my gringa’s a brunette Eyes like lizzie taylor but her face is Audrey hep She’s high off mdma, boutta make my day in that corsette In the morning when I wake its crème brulee and scrambled eggs----- I just wish that we would talk more Hands on your waist, tryna memorize the contour Break up, make up for the encore Loved you back when would take stuff from my mom's drawer Demons that I ain't addressed yet, I was 14 still pissin' in my bedset Email all night, couldn’t text yet Never was your boyfriend, closer to the next best, shit I just hate how you pretend that nothin’ happened, all my friends say I’m dramatic and my rents think I’m an addict Truth be told I’ve really had it, but I’m grown now On my own now I’m alone now, damn But whatever, guess I always wuh (way wuh) Missed calls, thick walls, can’t truh (can’t truh) Think about you on the long days, girl Couldn’t live without it, but we all hate love [Chorus 2: King of Nothing] Got me in the palm of your hand, girl You’re all I desire, be my Blanche, girl Call me Marlon Bran, I’m your Stan, girl I’ll try to be as happy as I can, girl