Lyrics FOOD - Mia Gladstone

FOOD

Cover yourself, bitch
Put on a fuckin' shirt
Hairy ass armpits
That shit is, gross
Cover myself, respect my health
Baby girl, don’t you never tell me, shit (Let it go, let it go, let it go)
I don’t wanna hear it, no (Let it go, let it go, let it go)
I go back and forth like a lover
Above the ground then I’m under, uh (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah)
I, put on a shirt, don’t dress like a man
Oh my God, don’t you never tell me, shit (Let it go, let it go, let it go)
I don’t like the spirit (Let it go, let it go, let it go)
Tryna get high with no company
You leave your mind in the gutter
I’m young and wise like a mother
(Bitch, back the fuck up)
I don’t feel like me, when you talkin'
Nah, I don’t feel like me, when you talkin'
All these weakness, damn this bitch can breathe
Not your honey, let me be
I don’t wanna eat, I don’t wanna eat