She looks like just a party Bloody rascal, can't you see it's all in her head It's starting, but she's saying that she's mine She's my little secret

Her makeup looks really pretty, looks you when she comes

She doesn't really talk much, cause she wants to talk I hope that she'll think louder when my life's stuck in her eyes Hey, send it to my friend, I hope that I overheard

So she goes, I fucking love her, I'm gonna make her a fucking children's makeup

Fucked up, now she's fucking like a clown, hey girl

Push her in, I hope she drowns She's so, so complaining It's so fucking

Hey girl what's up?

Can you fucking please leave that tree?

No intercom.

Watch your mouth.

Slasher posters all over her room

smoking cut our room is full of fumes damn girl how do you live like this i'm so fucking

She's fucking crying and she looks so fucking cute

We told her she had shitty tits But I said I'd sit her down, get down, she's picking on you

Sorry to get the fuck out where I might catch a case

Cider at the night, now that's expensive fucking cash Suicidal loving, that's the way we show off

Thanks for watching!

I'm gonna make her fuckin' show me what's fucked up Now she's lookin' like a

Hey girl, what's up?

What's your way to help me through the walls?

Don't complain

It's no fucking training All you're always fighting is journey's over soon

Hey girl, what's up?

Can you fucking text me back, Trina?

Watch your head on how you dance