Somethin' bout platinum irrefutably Only makes you blonder They just got taller Looks as good on records as it does on me What doesn't kill you My heels and my hotel My disposition permeates The room when I walk in the place

N-n-n-no, no, no, no place I'd rather be When I am with you, there's no place I'd rather be If you gave me a chance I would take it It's a shot in the dark but I'll make it Know with all of your heart, you can't shame me With every step we take, Kyoto to

I'm not your patron saint You're not my angel dear Horns up or down and now horns up I am your warpaint Lets make this crystal clear Horns up I am your worst fear Bloodshot eyes and a dead beat stance Shit for brains I'm a game of change One cut, two cut

(Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) Hump de bump doop bodu Bump de hump doop bodu Bump de hump doop bop Hump de bump doop bop It must have been a hundred miles It's not about the smile you wear but The way we make out

And if you're gonna take your shot, then take it If you made up your mind, then make it If you ever loved me But make this fast If you're gonna break my heart, just break it

I'll try to make it through without crying so nobody sees Yeah, she wanna get married I'll wear my black suit, black tie, hide out in the back I'll do a strong shot of whiskey straight out the flask But she don't wanna marry me She wants to get married,

In the streets it's getting hot and the youths Them a get so cold searching for food for the pot They'll do anything to fill that gap, whoo As generation comes and goes You gatta make preparation for the youths them a grow It's what you reap, it's what

Knock the world Right off its feet and straight onto its head The book of love will long be laughing after you are dead Fascinated by the look of you and what was said Make a play for all the brightest minds in life will share She's only eighteen Don't

Man, oh my God Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale (hot) Make 'em spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me (pop it) Pop it, pop it, she get started, she won't ever stop it Little thottie, got her

And work it low Express yourself, release the glow, attack the floor Spread your legs and arch your back And they mad cause I’m hot and they wish they was They be hating on my name but my beats they love Go up and down and make it clap Spread your legs