Bella Donna disstrack 7 ( I thought you hate me

Round dizz track number 7 Hey Bella Donna keep my name out of your mouth bitch You scamming people you send them threats And blame it for your actions You think you are clever **Belladonna Encore** (Intro — rapid, clipped) Lead: Thought I flushed the name, burned the page, closed the door — Crew: (Nah) — Lead: Belladonna, thought I was done, thought I was sure — Crew: (Whoo!) (Verse 1 — sprint) You slipped in like perfume, sulfur sweet, sugar-coated threat, Venom on your fingertips, your lipstick writes regret. I rewired my temple, cut connections to your night, You ghost the scene like daylight, then come crawling for the light. I shelved your silhouette, stamped “returned” on the past, You ring my bell at midnight like you never moved that fast. Used to be a hazard sign — “keep out” on my skin, Now you text heart emojis like you never did me sin. (Pre-Chorus — tight) You been practicing that sympathy, rehearsed your alibi, Turning sideways on the truth, then blaming gravity. I learned to read the fixes, the stitches of your act, You came to collect credit for the love you never backed. (Chorus — hook, punchy) Belladonna, thought I was done with you — come on, who? One minute you hate me, then next you want a room. Belladonna, venom kisses, now you want my tune — Nah, I’m not the lease you sign when the lights resume. (Crew chant) Belladonna — we heard that sound before! Belladonna — don’t knock unless you fix the door! (Verse 2 — faster) You play redemption like a record, scratch and spin and lie, Say you changed, rearranged, like I won’t recognize. Timeline’s crowded with your rewrites, faded alibi, I keep receipts labeled “lessons” — signed, notarized. You texted “miss you” fonts, but backed by empty bank, Your promises are IOUs with interest that sank. I’m a measured meter, not a playground for your games, If you want the chorus, baby, you gotta stake the claim. (Bridge — call-and-response, staccato) Lead: I thought we were done — Crew: (Done!) Lead: I thought I moved on — Crew: (Moved on!) Lead: You pop back like a virus, sweet talk, counterfeit sun — Crew: (Bite back!) Lead: Sorry, not sorry — I don’t press “undo” for anyone. Crew: (Not for anyone!) (Verse 3 — venomous, rapid-fire) You flirt with my patience, call it networking, But every “how you been” is just a plan for working. You built an altar out of rumors, candles lit to fame, Now you want my blessing like it’s part of the exchange. I spit closure like cold coffee, bitter, wake me up, You sip compliments like cocktails, drown in what you love. Belladonna, baby — poison with a smile, I walk away calm, you keep rehearsing guile. (Pre-Chorus — rise) Flash that smile, flash that plea, I’ve been sold that scene, Your love’s a two-step backward, shifty and unclean. If we’re on a scoreboard, my scoreboard’s at peace, You only show up when your shadow needs release. (Chorus — bigger, harsher) Belladonna, thought I was done with you — come on, who? One minute you hate me, then next you want the room. Belladonna, venom kisses, now you want my tune — Nah, I’m not the lease you sign when the lights resume. (Crew chant) Belladonna — we heard that sound before! Belladonna — don’t knock unless you fix the door! (Bridge 2 — taunt, rapid) Lead: You want the encore — you can stand in the cold, Bring receipts for your apologies, bring a story told. I’m collector of my dignity, catalog the lies, You can play me in your playlist — I’ll skip when truth’s disguised. Crew: (Skip! Skip! Skip!) (Outro — layered, clipped) Lead: Thought I was done — yeah I said it loud, I said it true, But you’re a ghost with good PR, crawling back for view. I keep my peace like armor, I keep my calm in store, If Belladonna shows again, I’ll show her the door. Crew (rapid): Door! Door! Door! Lead (final): Belladonna — encore or enemy? Choose for yourself, not me.