Punkb*Tch

When I come up in the club, I'm talking mad shit

Come up in the club, I'm 'bout to get my ass kicked

'Cause I'm sipping on some gin, sip, sipping on some jack

Slip sixty in her panties with my number on the back

'Cause the proof is in the Kodak

The throwbacks in a dark and vacant corner

You were freezing, I was warmer

And the roof is gone, you know that

And baby chases like she don't know what she's seeing

I was steady, you were fleeting

Punk bitch

'Cause I've seen it before

Punk bitch

And I don't care anymore

Punk bitch

And I just want you to know

Punk bitch

Punk bitch

'Cause I've seen it before

Punk bitch

And I don't care anymore

Punk bitch

And I just want you to know

That we dating mad models

And popping mad bottles tonight

Punk bitch

Whoa, whoa, oh

Punk bitch

Whoa, whoa, oh

Punk bitch

Whoa, whoa, oh

We dating mad models

And popping mad bottles tonight

Uh, yeah, sounds good

Throw me up in the headphones, it sounds good

When I come up in the club, I'm acting mad dumb

Ladies looking at me, tell 'em, come and get some

'Cause I'm sipping on some jack, sip, sipping on some gin

Tip, tipping all the strippers like I know them as my friends

'Cause the proof is in the Kodak

The throwbacks in a dark and vacant corner

You were freezing, I was warmer

And the roof is gone, you know that

And baby chases like she don't know what she's seeing

I was steady, you were fleeting

Punk bitch

'Cause I've seen it before

Punk bitch

And I don't care anymore

Punk bitch

And I just want you to know

Punk bitch

Punk bitch

'Cause I've seen it before

Punk bitch

And I don't care anymore

Punk bitch

And I just want you to know

That we dating mad models

And popping mad bottles tonight

Punk bitch

Whoa, whoa, oh

Punk bitch

Whoa, whoa, oh

Punk bitch

Whoa, whoa, oh

We dating mad models

And popping mad bottles tonight

Write it down

Scratch so nice

'Cause I just can't keep coming back

Punk bitch

Yeah

Punk bitch

Yeah

Punk bitch

Yeah

Punk bitch

Yeah

You put my picture in a box, it was the one inside your locket

What happened to the keys that used to jingle in your pocket

Your fingers say to come, but your eyes say I should stop it

If I regret all I've done, I would be trapped inside that locket

You put my picture in a box, it was the one inside your locket

What happened to the keys that used to jingle in your pocket

Your fingers say to come, but your eyes say I should stop it

If I regret all I've done, I would be trapped inside that locket

You put my picture in a box, it was the one inside your locket

('Cause I've seen it before)

What happened to the keys that used to jingle in your pocket

(And I don't care anymore)

Your fingers say to come, but your eyes say I should stop it

(And I just want you to know)

If I regret all I've done, I would be trapped inside that locket

(That we dating mad models, and popping mad bottles tonight)