girls wanna have fun

Lyrics

[Chorus] Yeah, girls just wanna have fun Heh, gas pack all in my lungs Beef ain't dead until he meet my gun Balenci' on that boy, make him run Yellow diamonds like piss like the one I might hotbox this shit like her cunt Keep the heater on me like the sun You a pussy, you ain't ever stunt [Verse] Bitch, I'm geeking, I might do cicada I might beep on that bitch like a pager My cup purple, it look like the Lakers She an oppy bro, who gonna save her? If I up it, then what you gon' do? (Missa) Dezzy tripped and I caught him like glue Ligaments they spilling out the booth Throw up the grave, now his home is a tomb Margi' on the cologne and the boots Hold up, she wanna see what I do In the wintertime, I keep a goose If I up it, then he gonna snooze If I call up my shooter, he ready Izzy pull out that yop, it gets heavy And shout out to my main, she a wetty Know my bop Mr. Margiela Every (Thing dead) Two sticks in my hand, fuck a holster Like put him on poster Watch the opps popping out like a gopher Tiger Woods, one hole in the toaster Pockets fat, yeah, they looking like Topher One more K and it's over Tell that lil' bitch to pour up my soda Put some ice in that drank, make it colder [Chorus] Yeah, girls just wanna have fun Gas pack all in my lungs Beef ain't dead until he meet my gun Balenci' on that boy, make him run Yellow diamonds like piss like the one I might hotbox this shit like her cunt Keep the heater on me like the sun You a pussy, you ain't ever stunt [Post-Chorus] (I'm scared to get close and I hate being alone) Yeah (I long for that feeling to not feel at all) Yeah (The higher I get, the lower I sink) Yeah (I can't drown my demons, they know how to swim), haha [Outro] (Girls just wanna have fun) (Gas pack all in my lungs) (Beef ain't dead until he meet my gun) (Balenci' on that boy, make him run) (Run, run) (Run) (Run) (Run, run)