
What would I be without my first song, if you new here maybe this is what got you into me. If you been here of course you know yuki, that crazy yandere bitch [Intro] Diez Firzt, yeah Yandere, aye. Crazy hoe comin’ through. Don’t think for long I will last, yeah. [Chorus] Calling me master, even though I’m a prisoner Try to tell her no, but she ain’t a good listener Bitch has got my ass, hog tied to a chair. Lookin’ for my mass, hangin’ way down there. [Post Chorus] Crazy hoe, holdin’ that knife, like a Yandere. Pokin’ holes, in all the ladies, that look at me. She be obsessing, creepin’ every which where. Tell her she ain’t pretty’s, bitch I wouldn’t dare. [Verse 1] Try to hide, in the alleys, but she there. (But she there) Totally could hit that, but it could be my last. To survive, try to fight, send that bitch to the past. But she strikes, in the night, out of nowhere. (nowhere) Knocks me in the head, but she don’t, want me dead. Ties my legs to the bed, gives that psycho killer head. Her looks may be good, but her brain, it be erratic. Watches me in the street, from a window in her attic. Now she has me trapped, but she wanna be a sub. Wants me to dominate, giver all that tough love. I stand confused, wonderin’ why this turnaround. She wanted to own me, now she’s bending down! [Chorus] Calling me master, even though I’m a prisoner Try to tell her no, but she ain’t a good listener Bitch has got my ass, hog tied to a chair. Lookin’ for my mass, hangin’ way down there. [Post Chorus] Crazy hoe, holdin’ that knife, like a Yandere. Pokin’ holes, in all the ladies, that look at me. She be obsessing, creepin every which where. Tell her she ain’t pretty’s, bitch I wouldn’t dare. [Verse 2] My ass in fear, try to make my escape. Dissapear, faster than smoke from a vape. Then a beer, bottle comes down on my face. Knocks me out, she puts me back in my place. I be a man, but I’m feelin’ like a damsel. Got me those deadly sweets, like I’m hanzel. She like the witch, wanna cook me and gretel, She bout to shred me, like guitar in heavy metal. [Chorus] Calling me master, even though I’m a prisoner (prisoner) Try to tell her no, but she ain’t a good listener (listener) Bitch has got my ass, hog tied to a chair. (to a chair) Lookin’ for my mass, hangin’ way down there. (way down there) [Outro] Yea, only got one problem. This bitch is the one. 99 couldn’t stop her. Thinkin’ I might be done.

