[Intro]
'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
[Verse 1]
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
[Chorus]
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-
(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
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
[Verse 2]
Don't mean to be a bitch
But hey, honey, I'm mean
You shoulda left that shit back in 2016
'Cause I'm ridin' 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 brains inside my body is centrifugal
I'm spinnin down down, I-C-U condition critical
I see you feelin' 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 tryin' to be cynical
No, I don't need an Ana Buddy trying to be minimal
Hopping on the elliptical, or hittin' 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 friends lap
Don't focus on me, just sell me that Vyvanze
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
[Chorus]
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 you-
(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
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-
(You like that, right?)
[Outro]
'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
