the island of peach bellini

[party cone waltz]
he’s blackout at the pool double the mind of men two times her age (mmmmm)
catching up to the chest fighting this devilish urge to press his hands into her neck
god if you’re real give me a sign he’s not mine
danger in red i’m colorblind
lying down drinking coronas watching the birds fly (he’s blackout at the pool double the mind of men two times her age)
out of town got this hungover riveting disguise (catching up to the chest fighting this devilish urge to press his hands) (mmmmm)
going mental i’m codependent on anything intoxicating
imma vibe fuck anxiety in my party cone

[BPL]
make out at the bpl
we’re stoned to esquivel
iced chai coffee cartel
make a baby in this hotel
i’m a bitch when you fuck up
get my lick back do what i want
tropical just like my love
bitch are you thick
gonna make me spell it out
don’t care if you’re hot when i’m horny
don’t care if you’re smart when i’m lonely
i cut you off for a reason hoe
my tears turn into sparkles
make out at the bpl
we’re stoned to esquivel
make out at the bpl
we’re stoned to esquivel
i’m a bitch when you fuck up
get my lick back do what i want
i’m a bitch when you fuck up
get my lick back do what i want
gossip at chateau
harshing my mellow
peach bellini ok lychee martini
when i grow up i want to be exactly just what i am i dropped in i’m dropping out
nigga fuck you go rot in hell
i get sad when i think about
just kidding nevermind
babe let’s vacation somewhere hot

i just wanna see you sweat
gonna drink until i’m sick
paint my nails and watch me swim i cut you off for a reason hoe
i’m a bitch when you fuck up
get my lick back do what i want i’m a bitch when you fuck up
get my lick back do what i want i’m a bitch when you fuck up
get my lick back do what i want i’m a bitch when you fuck up
get my lick back do what i want

[smoke & scarecrows]
ice on my cheek
petals on the bodies that lay underneath my feet this is fear
this is love
tell her stand down before i get my gun
this is business that i’m standing on swallowing words
instigators yelling down the hall
you’re complaining
gossiping and all
throw away time and time and time
just fuck around
admit to yourself i’m a fool for playing it out

[the martini shot]
babymama
suicidal
must be bipolar
turning her child into a criminal
i can’t decide whether or not to tell
i got a man but he puts me through hell (mmm)
i know i think too much i don’t plan to stick around while i’m here let’s get high on your doorstep

don’t give a fuck about all your girlfriends
i know i think too much i don’t plan to stick around while i’m here let’s get high on your doorstep
don’t give a fuck about all your girlfriends