Fiona / Lip (feat. Jenna Rae)

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Fiona
Fiona

That girl
She a looker
She a hooker
On that Tinder account
With the fish
Where she can filter them out
Off kilter with clout
God gonna shit in your mouth
There's humility in futility
But who's willingly up to anything?
That's you, girl, most these guys just like the way that you move, girl
Ain't that the mother-fucking truth, girl?
But you, nah, you ain't new, girl
All these siblings get you is used, girl
Trying to save them all, but you ain't the one
Trying to keep it together, seems it cain't be done
Do something for yourself and claim your life
Find a money man so you can play as wife
Or is you real in them heels, in the cut and the like?
Might you like the baller who ain't been bawling all night
Because a girl that caught him took him off the hook like

Now I am all alone (La-da-da-da-da)
And now I'm all alone (La-da)

So now she caught the baller and he's on a collar
Yeah, he's her dog 'cause she feeds him collards
She throws him a bone when he starts to holler
Y'all always alone and she calls it a problem
Besides the phone, they won't get talking
Blinded by love, he never deems it awkward
But loving her got robotic like Goddard
Yet hasn't noticed, he hopin' for a daughter
He trusts that her lust for him in tact
So she's busting nuts like it's tit-for-tat
Yeah, she holds a grudge, he never saw that flick
He wouldn't budge, he must've wanted this
Now he touches her and she pulls off quick
Ain't fucking with him so he tries a kiss
And she all like "You got me fucked up
I'm going to a club and I'm gettin' lit
Imma find me some dick to talk to a bit
Invoke his wit with my pussy lips
He's hurried, I'm thirsty, pussy politics
Nobody's perfect, so any guy could fit
Discounted thrills, yeah, I feel like God
Mountain of bills but I'm out with Bob
Working the strip, I don't need a job
All these corny dudes hoppin' to the cob
I'm trynna fill a void, feeling null with my toys
Am I worried with my choice? Not if I'm earning points
5 for a 7 and this 7's got loins
Hotline for a reverend, get our 7's conjoined
I'm a bitch, it's true, in this country a leader
I'm a catch, 22, I'm as young as Aaliyah
And I know I'll live forever, just wait, I'll see ya!"
Sheesh, Fiona, I wouldn't wanna be ya

And now she's all alone
(La-da-da-da-da)
And now she's all alone
(La-da)
And now we're all alone
(La-da-da-da-da)
And now we're all alone
(La-da)

LIP

I remember this one time in Clarke Quay, with my mom, my dad, my sister...
We had sorbet at night by the water, (with) festive lights hung all around us
It was pure bliss. I remember feeling like a family
Looking back on it now, it's hard not to notice the underlying tension that was present there
And would eventually lead to the separation

Skinny and young, yeah, I'm feeling Egon Schiele
Pity the one, who ain't been by the marina
I was there just before Dark Knight had hit the theater
How I wish I could go back, Singapore, the air that's sweeter, oh my

Ain't been doing so great, Cruella face in the cake
Baked 24/7, ain't no telling when the hell I'm awake
And everyday I'm player-hating when I know I love to play
What can I say?
I remain dormant in my dismay, my family can only pray
That I pay them a visit, so dismissive
Reverting back to an infant
Yes, I slack, I admit it
Told to stay in my lane, which got me nowhere I'm saying
With love for the father I'm taking it farther and it's a damn shame

And I know it is (it's shame and stress)
(And my warp back had me sitting in a bad position)
And I know it is (shame and nothing less)
(And my warp back had me sitting in a bad position)
And I know it is (and I know it is)
(And my warp back had me sitting in a bad position)
And I know it is (and I know it is)
(And my warp back had me sitting in a bad position)

Skinny and young, yeah, I'm feeling Egon Schiele
Pity the one, who ain't been by the marina
I was there just before Dark Knight had hit the theater
How I wish I could go back, Singapore, the air that's sweeter, oh my

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