James Dean

[Verse 1]
Walk down the street like I run it
All the boys say that they love it
All the girls, they pushin', shoving
In the club I cause a ruckus
Don't repeat that you want it
I'm speaking it's no discussion
Head bangin' 'til a concussion
Three drinks and maybe we fuckin'

[Pre-Chorus]
He wanna mess with my makeup
But his face kinda ugly
When I get real fucked up

[Chorus]
He look just like James Dean
He look just like James Dean

[Post-Chorus]
(Yeah)
(Tell me, are you ready to make some--)
(Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Latex lipstick, high heels, my credit card dеclined
Money on the bеd when we fuckin' from behind
Clothes off, stereo on, I party every night
Latex lipstick, high heels

[Chorus]
He look just like James Dean
He look just like James Dean

[Post-Chorus]
(Tell me, are you ready to make some--)

[Bridge]
Make a bitch wanna slit her wrists
He ain't never met another girl like this
I don't need ass when I'm Miss New Tits
I don't need cash I don't pay for shit
She wanna sound like Slayyyter but it's not hitting
It's my track that the DJ's be spinning
It's not you whores that keep on, keep winnin'
I heard your new song and, bitch, it's not giving

[Chorus]
He look just like James Dean

[Post-Chorus]
(Tell me, are you ready to make some--)