Bonjour

Yeah, yeah Believe in your shit 'Cause they won't believe in your shit Nobody believe in your shit, yeah And, I been ridin' round town Round the globe on my own, on my own, yeah A long road, no soul, I'm just trying to get back what you stole, yeah A couple bumps down the road 18 the hills with the snow, yeah I just got back from Paris, what's up to my haters? Bonjour, yeah And, I'ma do what I want 'til it read R.I.P. on the stone, yeah I wish a punk motherfucker would try to tell me that I won't, yeah I don't speak with my words Yeah, I'm grown bitch I speak with my soul, yeah When I go, I'ma go, don't you know that I'm bad to the bone? Yeah Ye, Ye, Yeah I've been thinkin' 'bout you all the time (thinking bout you all the time) I overthink what's wrong and overthink what's right (I overthink what's right) I contemplate my life over a glass of wine (over a glass of wine) And if I'm gone too soon, baby, it's by design (baby, it's by design) This been where you find me at This been where you find me at Bad little bitch suckin' dick in my Pontiac Heard I was singing, assumed I was timid Please do not let me find out where your mommy at Please do not let me find out where your posse at Fuck around, wet 'em up Throw 'em in a body bag, yeah Yeah, they call me selfish Really, I'm just doin' me Demons hanging from my ceiling One eye open when I'm sleepin' The devil lookin' for me Hit my phone, hit my beeper I'ma keep rowin' even when I'm off the deep end Like I can die today Goddamn, what a feelin' You ain't scared of dyin' Baby, you just scared of livin' Yes, lord Fuckin' on your bitch Yeah, with my hands up Blue jean baby That's my tiny dancer Stay away from the fakes Yeah, call 'em bad luck Yeah And I been ridin' round town all on my own, yeah And I been ridin' round town Yeah, I been ridin' round town all on my fuckin' own, yeah A couple bumps down the road I have been ridin' round town all on my own And I'ma do what I want 'til it read R.I.P. on the stone I have been ridin' round town all on my own, yeah