Fiona / Lip (feat. Jenna Rae)

Fiona Fiona That girl She a looker She a hooker On that Tinder account With the fish Where she can filter them out Off kilter with clout God gonna shit in your mouth There's humility in futility But who's willingly up to anything? That's you, girl, most these guys just like the way that you move, girl Ain't that the mother-fucking truth, girl? But you, nah, you ain't new, girl All these siblings get you is used, girl Trying to save them all, but you ain't the one Trying to keep it together, seems it cain't be done Do something for yourself and claim your life Find a money man so you can play as wife Or is you real in them heels, in the cut and the like? Might you like the baller who ain't been bawling all night Because a girl that caught him took him off the hook like Now I am all alone (La-da-da-da-da) And now I'm all alone (La-da) So now she caught the baller and he's on a collar Yeah, he's her dog 'cause she feeds him collards She throws him a bone when he starts to holler Y'all always alone and she calls it a problem Besides the phone, they won't get talking Blinded by love, he never deems it awkward But loving her got robotic like Goddard Yet hasn't noticed, he hopin' for a daughter He trusts that her lust for him in tact So she's busting nuts like it's tit-for-tat Yeah, she holds a grudge, he never saw that flick He wouldn't budge, he must've wanted this Now he touches her and she pulls off quick Ain't fucking with him so he tries a kiss And she all like "You got me fucked up I'm going to a club and I'm gettin' lit Imma find me some dick to talk to a bit Invoke his wit with my pussy lips He's hurried, I'm thirsty, pussy politics Nobody's perfect, so any guy could fit Discounted thrills, yeah, I feel like God Mountain of bills but I'm out with Bob Working the strip, I don't need a job All these corny dudes hoppin' to the cob I'm trynna fill a void, feeling null with my toys Am I worried with my choice? Not if I'm earning points 5 for a 7 and this 7's got loins Hotline for a reverend, get our 7's conjoined I'm a bitch, it's true, in this country a leader I'm a catch, 22, I'm as young as Aaliyah And I know I'll live forever, just wait, I'll see ya!" Sheesh, Fiona, I wouldn't wanna be ya And now she's all alone (La-da-da-da-da) And now she's all alone (La-da) And now we're all alone (La-da-da-da-da) And now we're all alone (La-da) LIP I remember this one time in Clarke Quay, with my mom, my dad, my sister... We had sorbet at night by the water, (with) festive lights hung all around us It was pure bliss. I remember feeling like a family Looking back on it now, it's hard not to notice the underlying tension that was present there And would eventually lead to the separation Skinny and young, yeah, I'm feeling Egon Schiele Pity the one, who ain't been by the marina I was there just before Dark Knight had hit the theater How I wish I could go back, Singapore, the air that's sweeter, oh my Ain't been doing so great, Cruella face in the cake Baked 24/7, ain't no telling when the hell I'm awake And everyday I'm player-hating when I know I love to play What can I say? I remain dormant in my dismay, my family can only pray That I pay them a visit, so dismissive Reverting back to an infant Yes, I slack, I admit it Told to stay in my lane, which got me nowhere I'm saying With love for the father I'm taking it farther and it's a damn shame And I know it is (it's shame and stress) (And my warp back had me sitting in a bad position) And I know it is (shame and nothing less) (And my warp back had me sitting in a bad position) And I know it is (and I know it is) (And my warp back had me sitting in a bad position) And I know it is (and I know it is) (And my warp back had me sitting in a bad position) Skinny and young, yeah, I'm feeling Egon Schiele Pity the one, who ain't been by the marina I was there just before Dark Knight had hit the theater How I wish I could go back, Singapore, the air that's sweeter, oh my