'Cause I'm a snack and you beg, beg to please me
Cut you off, crack like an egg, over easy
So have another tantrum, but you're fuckin' toast
And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost
And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost
And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost
And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost
I'm going ghost, bitch, I'm going ghost
This bitch looks infected so go call forensics
Don't call it impressive, I'm just anorexic
So don't get it twisted, dyslexic, respect it
'Cause I'm indestructible, body electric
People always come to me to get sick
Don't know what you heard but I don't think you can catch it
So fuck the aesthetic
My noosе like a necklace
Watch out whilе I neck this
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch, wou-wou-wou-wou-wou
(You like that, right?)
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?)
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?)
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?)
Don't mean to be a bitch
But hey honey, I'm mean
You shoulda left that shit
Back in twenty sixteen
'Cause I'm
Riding round town with the old sick kids
In a baggy ass shirt, you don't get to see my ribs
No honey it doesn't hurt, I don't need that shit to live
Five cigarettes lit, got my fishnets ripped
I'm a tripped ass bitch, got residuals at intervals
Only reason my brain's inside my body is centrifugal
I'm spinning down down, ICU condition critical
I see you feeling typical, don't treat me like a criminal
You keep picking sides but won't call yourself political
Keep looking at the light between my thighs
And try to criticize the physical but
I don't need your Eddie ass trying to be cynical
I don't need an Ana buddy trying to be minimal
Hopping on the elliptical, or hitting up my digital
Every day to watch my shit and see if I'm invisible
Don't wanna be the pinnacle, whipped cream, vodka ass bitch
With the wet dream thigh gap, busted ass lips
Buying cocaine, diet coke, die in her friend's lap
Don't focus on me, just sell me that Vyvanse
I don't wanna move yet but I'm bored of the bars
Six boys in the car, engine like a Spanish R
Yeah, you care where I'm at
I don't care where you are
Ring ring on my phone
Like the fuckin' bell jar
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch wou-wou-wou-wou-wou
(You like that, right?)
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?)
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?)
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?)
I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms
Wouldn't touch wou-wou-wou-wou-wou
(You like that, right?)
(You like that, right?)
'Cause I'm a snack and you beg, beg to please me
Cut you off, crack like an egg, over easy
So have another tantrum, but you're fuckin' toast
And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost
And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost
And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost
And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost
I'm going ghost, bitch, I'm going ghost