Yeah, everyone keeps telling me I shouldn’t bleach my hair
I know you rock designer clothes but I don’t fucking care
Two tickets to my show to stop and stare
Cus’ I know you peaked in high school

I hope you know Metallica’s a band and not a shirt
There’s a fuel over the fire and I know you gone get hurt
I heard you like Nirvana did you know that it’s a band?
Never mind that cus I know you’re not a fan
You’re counting calories and carbs dreaming about the stars
When the money from your family only got so far
Cheap thrills, steep hills, driving in the dark
That story only works when you’re money from thе start

Yeah, everyonе keeps telling me I shouldn’t bleach my hair
I know you rock designer clothes but I don’t fucking care
Two tickets to my show to stop and stare
Cus’ I know you peaked in high school
Yeah, everyone keeps telling me I shouldn’t bleach my hair
I know you rock designer clothes but I don’t fucking care
Two tickets to my show to stop and stare
Cus’ I know you peaked in high school

Jaws dropping you love to stop and stare
Gucci belt off white with Moncler
This bitch’s top came off while pulling on my hair
I know you peaked in high school and not a soul cares
Knock your teeth in the pit, hand over all your shit this clip don’t miss, you ain’t no man you bitch
What’s your life without your drip? Nothing
Did I mention? I know you peaked in high school
Yeah, everyone keeps telling me I shouldn’t bleach my hair
I know you rock designer clothes but I don’t fucking care
Two tickets to my show to stop and stare
Cus’ I know you peaked in high school
Yeah, everyone keeps telling me I shouldn’t bleach my hair
I know you rock designer clothes but I don’t fucking care
Two tickets to my show to stop and stare
Cus’ I know you peaked in high school