Field Trip

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You know I'm not one to take orders from ya

I'll drop another clue for you peek a boo, now do you get it?

You always wonder why, I just say: Forget it

'Cause talking to a brick wall gives me headaches, headaches

Spread your lies while I stretch

Spread my legs and do the splits

Yell at me on your screen

While I stand up to your being

You're not real, just like me

We were never our bodies

We're just us, energy

Hot like melting ice crеam

Tryna bring the mystical into the material

Bitch, I'm an eleven Life Path, I'm ethereal

I'm the definition of dichotomy, duality

Katarina in the womb for nine months till she birthed me

Look at her, she's a bridge, and on her bridge, I'll take a shit

Fuck it up, you get lit

Let's get deep, if not

I'll dip

I'll be riding solo on my field trip

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

I'm never gonna be what you had envisioned

You said blanquitas feel more Latina than you, ahora lo entiendes

You always say you're woke, yeah it's your aesthetic

But is your empathy actually authentic, is it?

I am shy but I do speak only when I truly need

To say some shit that hopefully

Will reach the ears it's supposed to be

I try my best to show them me, my rising sign is all they see

Scorpio bitch with a sharp ass sting

I got a Taurus Sun Moon Mercury

Tryna bring the mystical into the material

Bitch, I'm an eleven Life Path, I'm ethereal

I'm the definition of dichotomy, duality

Katarina in the womb for nine months till she birthed me

Look at her, she's a bridge, and on her bridge, I'll take a shit

Fuck it up, you get lit

Let's get deep, if not

I'll dip

I'll be riding solo on my field trip

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

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