What Can I Say? by 𝔹𝕣𝕚 I can buy myself flowers like Miley Cyrus I guess I’m a bad guy now like Billie Eilish Better get back, I’ve got the stacks When they all call me so stylish Pushin’ it back, I’ve got the stacks Runnin’ and runnin’ no I don’t lack Pullin’ my threads, they want me dead But now that I’m thrivin’ I’m livin’ instead Liftin’ the heavy I’m goin’ steady Better than every Revvin’ my chevy You just don’t know me You just don’t hold me Not that I’m complainin’ You ain’t a homie Welcome to hell where all you see is me You rose and you fell, I guess I’m late to the party You know I’m a demon, I mess with your mind You don’t understand, I wait until you scream and cry Pushin’ it back, I’ve got the stacks Runnin’ and runnin’ no I don’t lack Pullin’ my threads, they want me dead But now that I’m thrivin’ I’m livin’ instead Liftin’ the heavy I’m goin’ steady Better than every Revvin’ my chevy You just don’t know me You just don’t hold me Not that I’m complainin’ You ain’t a homie Breakin’ the streak Hang out with a freak Nah, that’s just me being me Standin’ tall, that’s all I need
