Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan Carter
Songwriter
Songteksten
Here she comes a-walkin', hope it's not towards me
She's smilin' at everybody, just wantin' to be seen
Well, she's got her own agenda, fueled by boredom and jealousy
She's a snake in the grass, with poison in her blood
Won't expect her to strike, nobody ever does
You might think you've got a friend, somebody that you need
She'll bring you gifts and call you up and bake you some cookies
Yeah, she'll make you feel important, like she's always on your side
But she'll twist your words and use your hurt to cover up her lies
You might think you've got a friend, but she's just a triple B
There she goes a-talkin', hope it's not about me
Just spreadin' all those rumors, why she gotta be so mean
Yeah, she'll try to bring you down, cause of her own low self-esteem, yeah
She's a snake in the grass, with poison in her blood
Won't expect her to strike, nobody ever does
You might think you've got a friend, somebody that you need
She'll bring you gifts and call you up and bake you some cookies
Yeah, she'll make you feel important, like she's always on your side
But she'll twist your words and use your hurt to cover up her lies
You might think you've got a friend, but she's just a triple B
Awww, y'all ain't ready for this
Yeah, she's a bad feeling, needs a beating, joy-stealing, soul-leeching, scheming, cheating, sad little snitch
Not a single, not a double, yeah, she's earned it, boy she's trouble
What my grandma likes to call a triple..
Witch? No
She's a bitch
You might think you've got a friend, somebody that you need
She'll bring you gifts and call you up and bake you shitty cookies
Yeah, she'll make you feel important, like she's always on your side
But she'll twist your words and use your hurt to cover up her lies
You might think you've got a friend, but she's just a triple B
Yeah, you might think you've got a friend, but she's just a triple B
Come on
Written by: Dylan Carter

