She get everything, she got everything
Diploma and a crib but no wedding ring
Dripping melanin off her pedestal
Told me she a feminist and women ain't collectibles
If she think its cute she gon post that
Every shot I send it get goaltend
She don't have a heart, said its broken
When she throw it back, hear the claps, feel that ocean
Stretching, watch her toe touch, I can't focus
Remind me of the Gold Rush but when I try to hug her get the Gold Dust
Golden Age I'm no cuck, I'm no Guts
I am so blunt and never sober, let's roll up
She be on her Kota, always in Paloma
Turning off her socials cuz she's anti social
Every now and then she get wrecked like Amy Poehler
Marching in the streets cuz they killing browns and nobles
She get everything, she got everything
Diploma and a crib but no wedding ring
Dripping melanin off her pedestal
Told me she a feminist and women ain't collectibles
Every weekend catch her dirty dancing
Got the bar cheering bunch of Dansons
I be lazy call me Otto Sanchez
Still I see the pain that's on her canvas
She been on her own, since a kid
On her Lilo Stich (ohana)
She might show her legs in a pic but she don't want dick
Don't know how to act? Tell em dip
She could flip a switch
Make him dig the ditch, then she kill him quick
Feminist
Crystals round her neck she's like Emilia
Pistol in her purse cuz she's a real one
When she not with me I feel like Bbillions
Just a sad boy in my bag boy, civilian
She get everything, she got everything
Diploma and a crib but no wedding ring
Dripping melanin off her pedestal
Told me she a feminist and women ain't collectibles
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She get everything, she got everything
Diploma and a crib but no wedding ring
Dripping melanin off her pedestal
Told me she a feminist and women ain't collectibles
If she think its cute she gon post that
Every shot I send it get goaltend
She don't have a heart, said its broken
When she throw it back, hear the claps, feel that ocean
Stretching, watch her toe touch, I can't focus
Remind me of the Gold Rush but when I try to hug her get the Gold Dust
Golden Age I'm no cuck, I'm no Guts
I am so blunt and never sober, let's roll up
She be on her Kota, always in Paloma
Turning off her socials cuz she's anti social
Every now and then she get wrecked like Amy Poehler
Marching in the streets cuz they killing browns and nobles
She get everything, she got everything
Diploma and a crib but no wedding ring
Dripping melanin off her pedestal
Told me she a feminist and women ain't collectibles
Every weekend catch her dirty dancing
Got the bar cheering bunch of Dansons
I be lazy call me Otto Sanchez
Still I see the pain that's on her canvas
She been on her own, since a kid
On her Lilo Stich (ohana)
She might show her legs in a pic but she don't want dick
Don't know how to act? Tell em dip
She could flip a switch
Make him dig the ditch, then she kill him quick
Feminist
Crystals round her neck she's like Emilia
Pistol in her purse cuz she's a real one
When she not with me I feel like Bbillions
Just a sad boy in my bag boy, civilian
She get everything, she got everything
Diploma and a crib but no wedding ring
Dripping melanin off her pedestal
Told me she a feminist and women ain't collectibles
Diploma and a crib but no wedding ring
Dripping melanin off her pedestal
Told me she a feminist and women ain't collectibles
If she think its cute she gon post that
Every shot I send it get goaltend
She don't have a heart, said its broken
When she throw it back, hear the claps, feel that ocean
Stretching, watch her toe touch, I can't focus
Remind me of the Gold Rush but when I try to hug her get the Gold Dust
Golden Age I'm no cuck, I'm no Guts
I am so blunt and never sober, let's roll up
She be on her Kota, always in Paloma
Turning off her socials cuz she's anti social
Every now and then she get wrecked like Amy Poehler
Marching in the streets cuz they killing browns and nobles
She get everything, she got everything
Diploma and a crib but no wedding ring
Dripping melanin off her pedestal
Told me she a feminist and women ain't collectibles
Every weekend catch her dirty dancing
Got the bar cheering bunch of Dansons
I be lazy call me Otto Sanchez
Still I see the pain that's on her canvas
She been on her own, since a kid
On her Lilo Stich (ohana)
She might show her legs in a pic but she don't want dick
Don't know how to act? Tell em dip
She could flip a switch
Make him dig the ditch, then she kill him quick
Feminist
Crystals round her neck she's like Emilia
Pistol in her purse cuz she's a real one
When she not with me I feel like Bbillions
Just a sad boy in my bag boy, civilian
She get everything, she got everything
Diploma and a crib but no wedding ring
Dripping melanin off her pedestal
Told me she a feminist and women ain't collectibles
Writer: Isaiah Thomas
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