Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sidney Bird
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sidney Hulburd
Lyrics
Scarlet Fiorella
Lyrics
Steven Dresser
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jackson Hoffman
Producer
Lyrics
You’re daddy’s a preacher
But I see you teaching
All the little girls how to give head
I heard you were sleeping
With your best friends boyfriend
Just for the thrill cause he’s bad in bed
I know it ain’t easy, why you tryin be somebody your not
Nobody likes a mean girls
With schemes and your shit talk, you got no one left
It’s hard enough out there in the real world
So close up the yearbook
And honey, just give it a rest
A bitch in the city
It’s no longer pretty
It was only cute with a fake ID
Heard you spending
All of your cash
On posh cocaine, cause your so high class
I know it ain’t easy, why you tryin be somebody your not
Nobody likes a mean girls
With schemes and your shit talk, you got no one left
It’s hard enough out there in the real world
So close up the yearbook
And honey, just give it a rest
What would you teach your daughter when she comes crying home?
Would you tell her to throw a punch?
Or be a real women for once?
Nobody likes a mean girls
With schemes and your shit talk, you got no one left
It’s hard enough out there in the real world
So close up the yearbook
And honey, just give it a rest
Written by: Scarlet Fiorella, Sidney Hulburd, Steven Dresser