Christ, DC, * this niggaz up!
She's saying I'm scary
In that party with some white like a dairy cow
She gives and then back at her Sadie's
My shoes say Y3
Tori, to keep it real, yeah my life is boring
Tori,
Tori,
you know what I'm on,
it's nothing important
I look at her sleeping and wake up
I got a house in Jamaica
I got a dude with me so we break up
She want me to say what I think of
My budget, the shoes and my step in the mud
You're doing some * that I already done
I'm the party bridge boss
I'm the high revolt
I cannot feel * if I smile, it's too fake
Like your pack on me cause it's too loose
Like a hand salve cause I'm too bitchy
She want love and I throw in the pique I hit the cross with my neck,
I know that I'm sick I'm living in Sims,
yeah the coven hurts cause it's Sims The coven hurts
cause it's Sims The coven hurts cause it's Sims