Abigail Lee Miller save your tears for the pillow you know that you're *gonna cry*

Dance Moms God *thought of rhymes* to fill an entire page better make the *column wide*

Watch me while I light this track the fuck up bitch I guess I'ma call it *Columbine*

I got a way with words (got away with words) each and every day you could say I'm awesome *all the time*

Feds found fraud fucked up ya freedom and forced you to testify and holy shit you looked *horrified*

All of a sudden your assets were *not in sight* it's safe to say you loved *dollar signs*

Why did you advertise your brand across the globe? Did you wanna be like *Spotify*

Guess you should've shown that Aussie currency and you should've quit with the *laundering aye*

Living in prison with bitches looking over both your shoulders while you're *locked inside*

*Lots of dykes* *sodomize* (saw demise) (saw dem eyes) when you drop soap as you're *on the line*

Maryen rolled in her grave and she *watched in fright* when she saw that you were *caught in lies*

How could you hide your money in your mom's account you surely didn't give *honest vibes*

I'm sorry if you won't stand for this but your views are crooked just like *Yolanda's; I* (Yolanda's eye)

Finna keep taking shots like Christi at the bar now it's too late to a *pologize*

You teach dance but you're too fat to dance flabby face has me asking how'd you *qualify*

No one's gonna fuck your Shamu whale-looking ass I suppose you got a *problem yikes*

Most dance moms don't give a flying fuck about you nah you just bewitched their *daughter's minds*

They just sponge off your name so they can get ahead blink too quickly they'll be *gone tonight*

No wonder the Zieglers *walked in spite* they couldn't care less for that old Jeff *Collins guy*

How's it feel knowing your best student regretted being famous cuz of *constant fights*

You got smacked by your own alumni you should be grateful there wasn't a *Glock in sight*

You got Kelly to her boiling point but after all those years there was no *compromise*

No amount of crying will make me *modify* these lyrics I'm just too *volatile*

Maybe when Chloe is finished with *college I'll* *stop with my* bars and *drop the mic*