Rockstar, trapstar, bitch, I'm all of the above
Got guns to my head, really did it just for fun
And these bitches don't like me, I don't even know their name
Guess who richer was on me, baby now I'm gone insane
And these scars on my neck, think I got it from the chains
Look at pictures of my life, make me feel some typa way
Emo bitches eating cookies, couple thrift shop in my tee
God I really wanna see, come into my fantasy
Fucked up, yeah I'm fucked up
Baby hit my line up, wrist cut up
I don't even know her name, so I fell in love
Hopeless romantic, I am so helpless