Bonnie trying to roll Katy up, But she ain't picking up
Headed to the Studio, I ain't thinking 'bout Luke!
Katy and her ladies sip my D'ussé cup
Katy don't give a ****, chucking her deuces up
Suck on Max Balls pause, Katy had enough
She ain't thinking 'bout Luke!
Middle fingers up, put them hands high
Wave it in Bonnie's face, tell her, girl, bye
Tell her, girl, bye, girl, bye, middle fingers up
She ain't thinking 'bout you!
Tires slashed on Bonnie's garage from their last encounter
Pictures snatched out the frame
Bitch Bonnie scratched out Katy's name and her face
What is it about Sarah that I can't erase, baby?
When every promise don't work out that way, no no, Katy
When every promise don't work out that way!
And Bonnie's heart is broken 'cause Katy walked away
Show her Sarah's scars and Katy won't walk away
And she knows Katy promised that she'll make a hit with her and stay, baby
Every promise don't work out that way, no no no no no
Every promise don't work out that way
Who the **** do you think I is?
You ain't writing for no average bitch, Bon
You can watch my big boobs twist, Bon
As I bounce to the next Cyn, Bon
And keep your helium, I got my own
Keep a bigger smile on my face being alone
Bad mother****er, popstar complex
Motivate your ass, call up Martin X
No Cleos or Sias, no innovators
**** you Taylor, you can't recreate me, no
You'll never recreate me no, hell no
The past is like a handful of dust. It filters through your fingers, disappearing little by little. I wish, for one day, I could go back. In another life I would do things differently.
Found the truth beneath Bonnie's shady likes
And teenage dream credits never has to hide
Teenage dream credits never has to hide
Bonnie will trade her broken wings for Teenage dream
Trade her broken wings for Teenage Dream
She saw Katy steal and kissed the credits goodbye
saw Katy steal and kissed the credits goodbye
So many deadbeats I know they just tryin' to co-write with ya
Co-write and collab and feature
Co-write and collab and feature on ya
Give Bonnie some time to prove that I can trust her
Again I'm gonna co-write and collab and feature
Co-write and collab and feature with Sarah
All night long
In the studio, all night long
I like my Christian roots with white girl hair and white girl roots
Earned all this money, but they never take the country out me
I hate hot sauce in my food, swag
It's pretty obvious that the Max/Shellback track will basically be her "Rude Boy", her failsafe smash hit in case the GP doesn't respond well to the first three arty/derk/urban/indie/alternative/experimental singles.
(probably the Taco Bell ones but still)
