they/she
Hey, you lil' piss baby
You think you're so fucking cool?, huh?
You think you're so fucking tough?
You talk a lotta big game for someone with such a small truck
Aw, look at those arms
Your arms look so fucking cute
They look like lil' cigarettes
I bet I could smoke you
I could roast you
And then you'd love it and you'd text me, "I love you"
And then I'd fucking ghost you
With the big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine, oh, yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh, yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh, yeah
Big boys coming with the big truck
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh, yeah
Feel so clean like a money machine
Feel so clean like a money