She got knots in her hair
Her rides on her way
It's the end of the world if she shows up late
And all her friends are loving it
And all my friends are substances
Really
Do you really think i care about your feelings
Like since when do you ever wanna chill with me
I can't text i been walking on the ceiling
I'm on the ceiling saying
Cheyenne, you think you're so perfect
All your makeup and diamonds are worthless
Like my bad, i got the wrong person
And all these girls sound the same
Bitch I'm working
They be saying,
"I wanna go fast, baby pick the pace up"
I can't even concentrate with these bitches tryna make love
"I be making cash, ain't nobody on my payroll"
Then you might as well just stay home
Cus she got knots in her hair
Her rides on her way
It's the end of the world if she shows up late
And all her friends are loving it
And all my friends are substances
This is the part where i gotta switch the flow up
Cus all i ever wanted was some diamonds and a tour bus
Like oh, that's your girl?
Damn now she's my slut
A true vegan
Wont eat meat but she likes nut
(Haha)
Yea
Cheyenne
Cheyenne
Cheyenne
I wanna go fast
Baby pick the pace up
Look like a demon with a face full of makeup
We breakup then kiss and we make up
I know our hearts hate us
I'm all out of patience
Like cheyenne, you think you're so perfect
All your makeup and diamonds are worthless
Cheyenne, can you close the curtains
Cus you might as well just stay home
Cus you got knots in your hair
Your rides on her way
It's the end of the world if she shows up late
And all her friends are loving this
Cus all her friends get substances
And all her friends are loving this
And all her friends are love witches
And all her friends are loving it
And all my friends are substances