They go the long way but we take the short cut Give me the blonde hair, long weave, short cut
Chanel lambskin, vintage Vanson I'm on the bike doing wheelies in a mansion
And my wrist froze STAGE FRIGHT
Dear God, I am only what you made me and I appreciate everything that you gave me, but like, I don't want to do it any more, sort of lost sight of what I'm doing it for.
My ideal man is dead white old and on a green sheet of paper.
I'm brandin', I aint talking bout Presley. I keep a sniper, I aint talking bout Wesley.