pretty in her pictures. Lyrics

Ay, swear to god, she think she Regina George

Told her "No you're not"

What you actin bitchy for?

No apologies, because I need you to agree

Like a policy, no I ain't dealin with no bullshit

Swear to God

She think she Regina George

Told her "No you're not"

What you actin bitchy for?

Now you're all on me (yea!)

I told her that I need my space

Like astrology, no I don't know how to control it

Ay, numbers goin up bitch, I'm boutta blow out

I told her respect this, ha, like your pronouns

My life movin so fast, could never slow down

Tried to tell them but they already know now

She gon stay this way after she drops out of high school

And just because she loves you doesn't mean she likes you

I think i'm boutta switch my style up, kinda like her gender

And I don't fuckin care if I ever do offend her

I swear to god she's only pretty in the pictures

And she ain't nothin without jewelry and glitter

So I said fuck it, I'ma move onto her sister

But I'd be lyin if I said I didn't miss her

Yea!

Ay, swear to god, she think she Regina George

Told her "No you're not"

What you actin bitchy for?

No apologies, because I need you to agree

Like a policy, no I ain't dealin with no bullshit

Swear to God

She think she Regina George

Told her "No you're not"

What you actin bitchy for?

Now you're all on me (yea!)

I told her that I need my space

Like astrology, no I don't know how to control it