[Intro]
What are you doing here with him?
Why do you care?
Tell me
Don't touch me like that. Don't you ever touch me like that
Buddy, calm down
Get the fuck away from her
What is your problem?
Yeah

[Verse]
It was the 13th of May when she went to his place
Cartier on his wrist and Versace on his waist
She said, "is it okay if I'm here underage?
'Cause I'm honestly afraid of that look on your face"
He said
"You ain't got a thing to be scared of
You got a rockstar, you're someone to take care of
So turn around for me, dry your mascara
And do me this one favor"

[Chorus]
Can we keep this our little secret?
'Cause I don't wanna listen to reason
Can we keep this our little secret?
(Can we keep this our little secret?)
[Verse 2]
It's been a, a couple months, she thinks she's in love
Stickin' right by his side even though she's too young
She spills to her friends but she's watchin' her tongue
'Cause she starts to suspect that he played her for fun
He knows she'll expose him if he don't stop ghostin' and causin' if you feel so down
He said, "I'm sorry, I miss you
I swear that I'll hit you up when I'm back in your town"

[Chorus]
Can we keep this our little secret?
'Cause I don't wanna listen to reason
Can we keep this our little secret?
(Keep this our little secret)

[Bridge]
And I hate to say that for a moment I didn't believe her
All I saw was somebody tryna destroy a dreamer
But lately she's been lookin' so much worse than I've seen her
So I decided to learn up on this guy's demeanor
It ain't hard to see that he got caught in the glory
Do a little searchin' and you'll dig up all the stories
And so that night I went and deleted all his recordings
A master of manipulation just ain't worth supporting

[Chorus]
Can we keep this our little secret?
'Cause I don't wanna listen to reason
Can we keep this our little secret?
(Can we keep this our little secret?)
Can we keep this our little secret?
'Cause I don't wanna listen to reason
Can we keep this our little secret?
[Outro]
Then yell at the top of your lungs
Be a voice for all those who have prisoner tongues
For the people who had to grow up way too young
There is work to be done, there are songs to be sung
Lord knows there's a war to be won