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Basic

 

Basic


She want the drugs, the Céline and the jewellery
She gon' bust it bust it for some Jimmy Choo yeah yeah
Couple grand blown up her nasal cavity, weekly salary

I'm feeling wavier than usual, off the regular
Phone filled with texts I never sent to her
Words I never said to her
Sick of bitches thinking its okay to hit my cellular
She like to 'pick me up', boo you bout to uber everywhere
I been counting hundreds like my motherfucking middle name
She came to her show with her people in a limousine
Thinking I'm impressed with this shit she'd be lying
You think she be impressed if I worked a 9 to 5?

And it don't matter
That your friends think you're so happy
But every polaroid seems to capture what they don't
And it don't matter
That your pale dress still ain't matching
With the standard Louboutins in every home

You can be the cover girl
You can be the face on the front page
But you're still so basic basic basic
You're so basic basic basic
You can have the followers
With each one of them screaming your name
But deep down you're so basic basic basic
You're so basic basic basic
So basic, you're so basic, you're so
You're so basic, you're so basic, you're so
You're so basic, you're so basic, you're so

She know your favourite rapper and she there at every show
She got double passes for the back stage door
She calls them by their government
Cause she ain't no fan girl
And they just know her face and her Instagram handle
You swear she'd never lie
You put your pride aside
But boy where you surprised when the news came out
She even told you she ain't never been with anybody
But she was never yours she belonged to everybody

And it don't matter
That your friends think you're so happy
But every polaroid seems to capture what they don't
And it don't matter
That your pale dress still ain't matching
With the standard Louboutins in every home

You can be the cover girl
You can be the face on the front page
But you're still so basic basic basic
You're so basic basic basic
You can have the followers
With each one of them screaming your name
But deep down you're so basic basic basic
You're so basic basic basic

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