FOOD
Mia Gladstone
FOOD 歌词
Cover yourself, *****
Put on a ****in' shirt
Hairy ass armpits
That shit is gross
Cover myself, respect my health
Baby girl, don't you never tell me, shit (Let it go, let it go, let it go)
I don't wanna hear it, no (Let it go, let it go, let it go)
I go back and forth like a lover
Above the ground then I'm under, uh (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah)
Put on a shirt, don't dress like a man
Oh my God, don't you never tell me, shit (Let it go, let it go, let it go)
I don't like your spirit (Let it go, let it go, let it go)
Tryna get high with no company
You leave your mind in the gutter
I'm young and wise like a mother
(*****, shut the **** up)
I don't feel like me when you talkin'
Nah, I don't feel like me when you talkin'
All this weakness in my knees, damn this ***** can barely breathe
Not your honey, let me be
I don't wanna eat, I don't wanna eat
Talk with your ****, let it all in
Talk to the kids, let 'em begin
To understand the weight that the ladies bring in
Make your own body like a buffet
Two little ******* lookin' lovely
But I can never free 'em in the right way
And momma never told me take it lightly
I am not a bubble but ***** I'm 'bout to pop off
D-D double the greet, he tryna talk soft
Into me, preconceived, fantasy
He tryna dance with me
I stand still but he don't know the deal
I'm unconcealed, he tryna cop a feel
***** I'm in a t-shirt, bite until your teeth hurt
Don't you know I read your mind?
Look me in my ****in' eye
In a tree
Catching sleep
Got that green in my eyes, baby, ooh (Yeah)
In a tree (Yeah)
Smokin' tree (Yeah)
I feel, high, high, high
High, high, high, high, high, high
High, high, high, high, high, high
My shell compels me to say these things
*****, tell me I'm pretty
My shell compels tells me to say these things
*****, tell me I'm pretty