If its not on icloud where do your memories go?
What kind of books do you read ?
What kind of things do you know ?
They've got apples in eden, what kind of fruit do you grow?
What kind of shit do you reap?
What kind of seeds do you sew?
Mary Magdalene(y) mister magnet
Maybe many men have grabbed it
Shes a little insecure
Shes a little less than pure
Im a whole lot more than sure that her yoni poppin
Brothels poppin hosted by apostles posted
Roses golden, noses turnt up
Yeah they turnt up
In the club cant take off shoes
Babys got so much to prove
And she cant be seen with you
Cuz her standards through the roof
Sipping over 80 proof
Sippin sippin over 80 proof
And shes matching matching matching all the dudes
You wont fault her, fault her as a fool
Cuz shes too cool
And that yoni friendly
You better stroke her ego gently, gently
You may find that deep inside her soul is oh so empty, trauma heavy
Mixing insecurities with envy
Baby, baby tell me
If its not on icloud where do your memories go?
What kind of books do you read ?
What kind of things do you know ?
They've got apples in eden, what kind of fruit do you grow?
What kind of shit do you reap?
What kind of seeds do you sew?
Do you know that karma karma karma karma coming for you heavy?
Yeah she haunted, haunted by the shit she don't know
But she'll still talk all her shit
Sipping red wine outta solo cups
And she wont get f*cked up cuz uh uh just got her makeup done
And shes got a refund check
Claiming that shes got her best friend's back
Telling white lies, shes okay with that
Long as truth is in her favor, favor
She might f*ck with you or f*ck you up then pray youll be her savior
F*ck with you or f*ck you up then pray youll be her savior
Somebody better save her
Somebody better save her
If its not on icloud where do your memories go?
What kind of books do you read ?
What kind of things do you know ?
They've got apples in eden, what kind of fruit do you grow?
What kind of shit do you reap?
What kind of seeds do you sew?
Im not trynna pressure you
I been down that same road to
You aint even really gotta be my best friend
I wanna know your name and maybe your sign
See if your moon signs got no chill
And if no ones there to see you cry do you still weep?
What kinda thoughts do you think
What kind of monsters creep
Theyve got demons in eden, what kinda truth do you speak?
What kind of shit do you reap?
What kind of seeds do you sew ?
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If its not on icloud where do your memories go?
What kind of books do you read ?
What kind of things do you know ?
They've got apples in eden, what kind of fruit do you grow?
What kind of shit do you reap?
What kind of seeds do you sew?
Mary Magdalene(y) mister magnet
Maybe many men have grabbed it
Shes a little insecure
Shes a little less than pure
Im a whole lot more than sure that her yoni poppin
Brothels poppin hosted by apostles posted
Roses golden, noses turnt up
Yeah they turnt up
In the club cant take off shoes
Babys got so much to prove
And she cant be seen with you
Cuz her standards through the roof
Sipping over 80 proof
Sippin sippin over 80 proof
And shes matching matching matching all the dudes
You wont fault her, fault her as a fool
Cuz shes too cool
And that yoni friendly
You better stroke her ego gently, gently
You may find that deep inside her soul is oh so empty, trauma heavy
Mixing insecurities with envy
Baby, baby tell me
If its not on icloud where do your memories go?
What kind of books do you read ?
What kind of things do you know ?
They've got apples in eden, what kind of fruit do you grow?
What kind of shit do you reap?
What kind of seeds do you sew?
Do you know that karma karma karma karma coming for you heavy?
Yeah she haunted, haunted by the shit she don't know
But she'll still talk all her shit
Sipping red wine outta solo cups
And she wont get f*cked up cuz uh uh just got her makeup done
And shes got a refund check
Claiming that shes got her best friend's back
Telling white lies, shes okay with that
Long as truth is in her favor, favor
She might f*ck with you or f*ck you up then pray youll be her savior
F*ck with you or f*ck you up then pray youll be her savior
Somebody better save her
Somebody better save her
If its not on icloud where do your memories go?
What kind of books do you read ?
What kind of things do you know ?
They've got apples in eden, what kind of fruit do you grow?
What kind of shit do you reap?
What kind of seeds do you sew?
Im not trynna pressure you
I been down that same road to
You aint even really gotta be my best friend
I wanna know your name and maybe your sign
See if your moon signs got no chill
And if no ones there to see you cry do you still weep?
What kinda thoughts do you think
What kind of monsters creep
Theyve got demons in eden, what kinda truth do you speak?
What kind of shit do you reap?
What kind of seeds do you sew ?
What kind of books do you read ?
What kind of things do you know ?
They've got apples in eden, what kind of fruit do you grow?
What kind of shit do you reap?
What kind of seeds do you sew?
Mary Magdalene(y) mister magnet
Maybe many men have grabbed it
Shes a little insecure
Shes a little less than pure
Im a whole lot more than sure that her yoni poppin
Brothels poppin hosted by apostles posted
Roses golden, noses turnt up
Yeah they turnt up
In the club cant take off shoes
Babys got so much to prove
And she cant be seen with you
Cuz her standards through the roof
Sipping over 80 proof
Sippin sippin over 80 proof
And shes matching matching matching all the dudes
You wont fault her, fault her as a fool
Cuz shes too cool
And that yoni friendly
You better stroke her ego gently, gently
You may find that deep inside her soul is oh so empty, trauma heavy
Mixing insecurities with envy
Baby, baby tell me
If its not on icloud where do your memories go?
What kind of books do you read ?
What kind of things do you know ?
They've got apples in eden, what kind of fruit do you grow?
What kind of shit do you reap?
What kind of seeds do you sew?
Do you know that karma karma karma karma coming for you heavy?
Yeah she haunted, haunted by the shit she don't know
But she'll still talk all her shit
Sipping red wine outta solo cups
And she wont get f*cked up cuz uh uh just got her makeup done
And shes got a refund check
Claiming that shes got her best friend's back
Telling white lies, shes okay with that
Long as truth is in her favor, favor
She might f*ck with you or f*ck you up then pray youll be her savior
F*ck with you or f*ck you up then pray youll be her savior
Somebody better save her
Somebody better save her
If its not on icloud where do your memories go?
What kind of books do you read ?
What kind of things do you know ?
They've got apples in eden, what kind of fruit do you grow?
What kind of shit do you reap?
What kind of seeds do you sew?
Im not trynna pressure you
I been down that same road to
You aint even really gotta be my best friend
I wanna know your name and maybe your sign
See if your moon signs got no chill
And if no ones there to see you cry do you still weep?
What kinda thoughts do you think
What kind of monsters creep
Theyve got demons in eden, what kinda truth do you speak?
What kind of shit do you reap?
What kind of seeds do you sew ?
Writer: Alexis Thompson
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Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid