Were

you caught

in regressionIn the past lives that you livedThat made you cut your wings downThat made you wrapped in silk

Was it the sun

or the beachesThat made you wanna runA little light inside your veins
That made you come undone
I swear this is the last timeI let you touch my skinYeah this is the last timeSay you never coming back
I'm lying
in
your
bedsheetsAirplanes in the skyI swear this is the last timeCross my heart and hope to die
Were you thinking 'bout tomorrow,
In the moment that you seek
Cause you're driven by your own thirstAnd the longing makes you weak
Soon the fragments of your loverIs a picture that you paintAnd you're hooked on all the colorsBut you don't feel anything

Face, body, everything milly,
Drip, down, keeping it chilly,
You, never gonna touch this level,
I rock hard, you still pebble.

Juggling about a million wins,
Hips stay heated, got a couple jeans,
Do what I want on every whim,
don't play with sharks if you can't swim.

What I look like, what I shop like What I cook like, what I push like,
What I look like, what I cook like What I shop like, she a bad, bad girl,
I run the yard, yeah I'm the one in charge, yeah,
She run the yard, yeah She a bad, bad girl.

I'm like, hold up Give me all your money, better run, run, run,
Hold up We throw it up from where I'm from,
Duck, she a shooter Got a dark eye for the future,
You cool, but I'm cooler Got a more sugar than a ruler.

What I look like, what I shop like What I cook like, what I push like,
What I look like, what I cook like What I shop like, she a bad, bad girl.

I'm on everybody's brain When I do what they like, she a saint,
Trendsetter, best not upsetter Keep some stack on the bedroom dresser,
Oh, you wanna spar with me? Didn't you hear how far I reach?
Please don't make my dorms unleash terror, straight terror.

What I look like, what I shop like What I cook like, what I push like,
What I look like, what I cook like What I shop like, she a bad, bad girl,
Ooh, I run the yard, yeah I'm the one in charge, yeah,
She run the yard, yeah She a bad, bad girl.

I'm like, hold up Give me all your money, better run, run, run,
Hold up We throw it up from where I'm from,
Ooh, I run the yard, yeah I'm the one in charge, yeah,
She run the yard, yeah She a bad, bad girl.

What I shop like, what I cook like What I push like,
What I look like, what I cook like What I shop like, she a bad, bad girl.