Lyrics:
This is a sawn-off For the cat-callers This is a pistol For the wolf whistle 'Cause your body is your body And it belongs to nobody but you But
When shit tough, I grind hard, they act harder They tryna blackball, all the black ballers I need a scam bitch be dog walking all the catcallers
Never mind what I said last time I got catcallers in my head I'm working on my faith in you Believing what you said You want me You want me You want
i sine lommelærker Uh uh uh, pause Uh uh uh, han er snavset Boys fra værkstedet deler skiver fra staden Catcaller unge piger på gaden Sorte,
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