syris - pop slut lyrics
talk sh+t, yeah go ahead talk sh+t
talk sh+t, yea go ahead talk sh+t
got a skinny girlfriend, not a fat b+tch
why your b+tch staring, when i hop up on stage
i got two moncler jackets, you don’t know the name
i got the oxy o+oxy, she knows that you’re a lame
she’s so sweet like candy, i’m not the one to blame
blame it on the drugs, babe i love it how we f+ck
we can go backstage if you wanna feel my love (ha!)
if you’re not real get the f+ck out
i know this girl online, and she told me you’re a sl+t now (ew!)
ecstasy pills at the rave, you know i cop that
tripping off the molly and drugs, you know i love that
pull up to chanel got on all my hairspray
feel like andrew tate, f+cking hoes then i replay
why your b+tch staring, when i hop up on stage
i got two moncler jackets, you don’t know the name
i got the oxy o+oxy, she knows that you’re a lame
she’s so sweet like candy, i’m not the one to blame
why your b+tch staring, when i hop up on stage
i got two moncler jackets, you don’t know the name
i got the oxy o+oxy, she knows that you’re a lame
she’s so sweet like candy, i’m not the one to blame
talk sh+t, yeah go ahead talk sh+t
talk sh+t, yea go ahead talk sh+t
got a skinny girlfriend, not a fat b+tch
in her abercrombie, what a bad b+tch
snorting all the xanax, snorting all the xanax
off too many meds yeah, i think she going manic
hitting all the l!cks, yeah i know she love a bandit
cut my f+cking wrist off, leave me stranded
talk sh+t, yeah go ahead talk sh+t
talk sh+t, yea go ahead talk sh+t
got a skinny girlfriend, not a fat b+tch
in her abercrombie, what a bad b+tch
snorting all the xanax, snorting all the xanax
off too many meds yeah, i think she going manic
hitting all the l!cks, yeah i know she love a bandit
cut my f+cking wrist off, leave me stranded
why your b+tch staring, when i hop up on stage
i got two moncler jackets, you don’t know the name
i got the oxy o+oxy, she knows that you’re a lame
she’s so sweet like candy, i’m not the one to blame
why your b+tch staring, when i hop up on stage
i got two moncler jackets, you don’t know the name
i got the oxy o+oxy, she knows that you’re a lame
she’s so sweet like candy, i’m not the one to blame
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