Lyrics
Don't talk to me until I eat
I'm not a brat... I'm blood sugar deficient
Now hand me the bag
You wanna touch me? Cool
You bring fries? I'll ride
I'm not yours, I'm food's —
You just along for the thighs
Taco Bell in my right hand
Your throat in my left
You a six-piece nugget
On my domination quest
You say you love me?
You think you're tough?
Buy me mozzarella sticks
Then maybe I'll cuff
I don't come for free
I come with seasoning
Feed me somethin' greasy
Then I'll do something obscene
FEED ME THEN FUCK ME
SLIDE ME SOME SAUCE
CALL ME A GREMLIN
I'M THE WHOLE DAMN BOSS
STUFF ME WITH TACOS
THEN I'LL RIDE YOU CLEAN
I'M NOT YOUR GIRL
I'M YOUR FUCKIN' CUISINE
You think I'm soft 'cause I'm hungry?
Bitch, I'm a beast in heels
You microwave love
I serve seven-course feels
You lookin' for romance?
I'm lookin' for snacks
You got feelings?
I got sauce packs
You on your knees with a ring?
I'm on your face with a Crunchwrap Supreme
You whisper "I love you"
I whisper "nacho cheese."
You can't afford me, babe
I'm combos only
You had me hangry, now I'm horny
God help you
FEED ME THEN FUCK ME
I DON'T NEED YOUR HEART
I'LL MOAN YOUR NAME
IF YOU BRING ME A CHERRY TART
DRAG ME TO DINNER
THEN DRAG ME TO BED
I'LL RUIN YOUR LIFE
AND EAT YOUR LEFTOVERS INSTEAD
You're cute
But you're not a loaded curly fry
Know your place