Yea
Ay, swear to god, she think she Regina George
Told her "no you're not"
What you actin bitchy for?
No apologies, because I need you to agree
Like a policy, no I ain't dealing with no bullshit
Swear to god (bitch!)
She think she Regina George
Told her "no you're not"
What you actin bitchy for?
Now you're all on me (yea!)
I told her that I need my space
Like astrology, no I don't know how to control it
Numbers going up bitch, I'm boutta blow out
I told her respect this, ha, like your pronouns
My life moving so fast, could never slow down
Tried to tell them but they already know now
She gon stay this way after she drops out of high school
And just because she loves you doesn't mean she likes you
I think I'm boutta switch my style up, kinda like her gender
And I don't fucking care if I ever do offend her
I swear to god she's only pretty in the pictures
And she ain't nothing without jewelry and glitter
So I said fuck it, I'ma move onto her sister
But I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss her
Yea!
Swear to god, she think she Regina George
Told her "no you're not"
What you actin bitchy for?
No apologies, because I need you to agree
Like a policy, no I ain't dealing with no bullshit
Swear to god (bitch!)
She think she Regina George
Told her "no you're not"
What you actin bitchy for?
Now you're all on me (yea!)
I told her that I need my space
Like astrology, no I don't know how to control it