Sticky Fingers

[Intro]
Uh, hm

[Verse 1]
I look hot as fuck
Mean goth bitch, go pull up in the big truck
Look for a little, get slapped if you touch
Shorts so little that they're flossing my butt like, uh
I look hot as fuck
Vocal fry like deadpan, what?
Rhinestone belt, quartz in the clutch
Cotton candy boots with the 7-leven slush like
Blue raspberry Fruit Roll-Ups
Girl, I look what-the-fuck Hades hot, yup (Mm)
Call him hot Cheeto dust
I don't want crumbs, got hobbies, no crush like

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't want no crumbs
Nutcracker, I'm Tchaikovsky
No hot Cheeto dust
Wipe my hands, ugh, get off me

[Chorus]
So what can you do for me
That I can't do for myself?
Anticlimactic
Get your sticky fingers off me
You see me and you see heaven
You're my personal hell
Anticlimactic
Get your sticky fingers off mе, boy

[Verse 2]
Thigh-high boots to the puss
I don't want a city boy scared of the bush
Worship my foot
Illitеrate, I think he's never read a book
Set scene, fog up the screen
Showgirl, Bronco, high beams
How twee, you wanna be a team?
Ashnikko Ketchum boyfriend trinkets

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't want no crumbs
Nutcracker, I'm Tchaikovsky
No hot Cheeto dust
Wipe my hands, ugh, get off me

[Chorus]
So what can you do for me
That I can't do for myself?
Anticlimactic
Get your sticky fingers off me
You see me and you see heaven
You're my personal hell
Anticlimactic
Get your sticky fingers off me
So what can you do for me
That I can't do for myself?
Anticlimactic
Get your sticky fingers off me
You see me and you see heaven
You're my personal hell
Anticlimactic
Get your sticky fingers off me, boy