Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arielle MacArthur
Arielle MacArthur
Songwriter
Stan Greene
Stan Greene
Songwriter
Desmond Rasberry
Desmond Rasberry
Songwriter
Eddie Timmons
Eddie Timmons
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
King Elle Noir
King Elle Noir
Producer
Stan Greene
Stan Greene
Producer
Money Jezus
Money Jezus
Producer
Shy Boogs
Shy Boogs
Producer

Lyrics

Far far away in a little old town grew a girl who is all on her own now And she wanna die every time she's sober But if you stay lit forever then you never come down She's high high high She fight fight fights But once in a while from a little small town comes a girl who just wanna get her name out She been trickin on the side Trynna stack the money up a bitch needa survive Trynna call her daddy up but he ain't on the line She only him daddy if he payin for her time & She don't feel nothin when the dick is deep inside He just say be quiet while he got her hands tied Take a deep breath cause it's over in a minute oh "No means no" but I guess that time it didn't. White flag wave the white flag Right hand got a pistol in it Small bag full of white sand White sand buried all up in it Ooh she got that fish scale fish scale Inhale the Hennessy put some skittles in it White flag wave the white flag Far far away in a little old town grew a girl who is all on her own now And she wanna die every time she's sober But if you stay lit forever then you never come down She's high high high She fight fight fights But once in a while from a little small town Comes a girl who just wanna blow her brains out Oooh (Got a pistol in her hand) Ooh (Wanna blow em out) Small town girl met a boy In a relationship with a piece of shit Forgotten what it's like to feel joy But she feelin it when he hit her with his fist But she keepin it secret cause nobody wanna believe her so she try to drown it out she down want him to leave her How he say he love her then go right on & deceive her Bust her lip right open oh thank god she ain't a bleeder White flag wave the white flag Right hand got a pistol in it Small bag full of white sand White sand buried all up in it Ooh she got that fish scale fish scale Inhale the Hennessy put some skittles in it White flag wave the white flag Far far away in a little old town grew a girl but she ain't comin back now & She wanna die every time she's sober And she's sober So it's over
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