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Mia Gladstone - Food Lyrics

[Intro]
Cover yourself, bitch
Put on a fuckin' shirt
Hairy ass armpits
That shit is gross
(Fuck you, Mia)

[Verse 1]
Cover myself, respect my health
Baby girl, don't you never tell me shit (Let it go, let it go, let it go)
I don't wanna hear it, no (Let it go, let it go, let it go)
I go back and forth like a lover
Above the ground, then I'm under, uh (Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah)
Put on a shirt, don't dress like a man
Oh my God, don't you never tell me shit (Let it go, let it go, let it go)
I don't like your spirit (Let it go, let it go, let it go)

[Verse 2]
Tryna get high with no company
You leave your mind in the gutter
I'm young and wise like a mother
(Bitch, shut the fuck up)
I don't feel like me when you talkin'
Nah, I don't feel like me when you talkin'
All this weakness in my knees
Damn, this bitch can barely breathe
Not your honey, let me be
I don't wanna eat, I don't wanna eat

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
Talk with your tits, let it all in
Talk to the kids, let 'em begin
To understand the weight that the ladies bring in
Make your own body like a buffet
Two little titties lookin' lovely
But I can never free 'em in the right way
And mama never told me, "Take it lightly"
I am not a bubble, but, bitch, I'm 'bout to pop off
D-D, double the greet, he tryna talk soft
Into me, preconceived fantasy
He tryna dance with me
I stand still, but he don't know the deal
I'm unconcealed, he tryna cop a feel
Bitch, I'm in a T-shirt, bite until your teeth hurt
Don't you know I read your mind?
Look me in my fuckin' eye

[Bridge]
In a tree
Catching sleep
Got that green in my eyes, baby (Yeah), ooh
In a tree (Yeah)
Smokin' tree (Yeah)
I feel, high, high, high
High, high, high, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high, high, high
High, high, high, high

[Outro]
My shell compels me to say these things
Bitch, tell me I'm pretty
My shell compels me to say these things
Bitch, tell me I'm pretty