real nice Lyrics

Oh, Holy fucking shit

There's some shit underneath the couch

Hey queen, girl you have done it again

I'd say I'm surprised, but I know who you are

I hit the Savers

My favorite place now

I cop an outfit

Become a staple

I don't fuck with the brands

I'm not a fan

You spent fifty on a t-shirt that's a scam

Macklemore said the same thing in 2012 (damn)

People don't know how to be themselves without flexing all the bands

All the bands

All the bands

I don't know who I am

Premium phone screen plan

Apple Pay on speed dial

Heard the cop siren turn on, busted me I felt my knees drop

Paid him off with all my luck

We both drove away, no one gave a fuck

Lookin' for something sharp when I'm feeling lonely

I don't really wanna talk, don't text me I'm ghosting

You don't really know me, you just like my style

You're further from me than five hundred miles

I got a real persona, you don't have anything

I used to be a tattletail but now I handle things

I'm a big girl now so I don't cry

That's why you can catch me chilling with the guys

With the guys

With the guys

Yeah I keep it inside

Lock it up nice and tight

Chilling with the guys

With the guys

With the guys

Yeah we look real nice

Staying up every night

I just took a rip and now I'm faded in my whip

I'm seeing stars I do not trip

Got constellations on my wrists

Taking photos, making hits

Clicks on clicks on clicks on clicks

Keep it up 'cause I can't quit

I'm addicted to this shit

(yeah I look real nice)