Lyrics

You want it your way
Well why don’t you say so? oh
Keep stuffing your face
Eat cake at your table
Whoa what’s it gonna take?
Enemy in the streets but you love the chase
I guess I’ve seen enough yeah
I know I seen too much oh
My god what a pretty thing
What a man what a man take him home to me
I wanna stomp your heart out
Let go let go
Don’t care about your labels
Get off my back boy you already know
Diamonds turn black
You want it your way
Too bad cuz I say so
We came out to play
Get off of my stage, bro
(get off of my fucking stage!)
My god what a pretty thing
Just a girl in a world talkin down to me
I wanna stomp your hear out
Let’s go let’s go
Don’t care about your labels
Get off my back boy you already know
Fantasy I’m no angel
Diamonds turn black
Written by: Keeley Osborn Bumford
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