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Danny Phantom

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Danny Phantom adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak 718002 Records DK tarafından 19 Mart 2018 tarihinde yayınlandıResiduals

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AlbümResiduals

Çıkış Tarihi19 Mart 2018

Firma718002 Records DK

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM80

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Medusa

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

J Fagotti

Songwriter

Şarkı sözleri

'Cause I'm a snack and you beg, beg to please me

Cut you off, crack like an egg, over easy

So have another tantrum, but you're fuckin' toast

And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost

And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost

And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost

And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost

I'm going ghost, bitch, I'm going ghost

This bitch looks infected so go call forensics

Don't call it impressive, I'm just anorexic

So don't get it twisted, dyslexic, respect it

'Cause I'm indestructible, body electric

People always come to me to get sick

Don't know what you heard but I don't think you can catch it

So fuck the aesthetic

My noosе like a necklace

Watch out whilе I neck this

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch, wou-wou-wou-wou-wou

(You like that, right?)

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?)

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?)

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?)

Don't mean to be a bitch

But hey honey, I'm mean

You shoulda left that shit

Back in twenty sixteen

'Cause I'm

Riding round town with the old sick kids

In a baggy ass shirt, you don't get to see my ribs

No honey it doesn't hurt, I don't need that shit to live

Five cigarettes lit, got my fishnets ripped

I'm a tripped ass bitch, got residuals at intervals

Only reason my brain's inside my body is centrifugal

I'm spinning down down, ICU condition critical

I see you feeling typical, don't treat me like a criminal

You keep picking sides but won't call yourself political

Keep looking at the light between my thighs

And try to criticize the physical but

I don't need your Eddie ass trying to be cynical

I don't need an Ana buddy trying to be minimal

Hopping on the elliptical, or hitting up my digital

Every day to watch my shit and see if I'm invisible

Don't wanna be the pinnacle, whipped cream, vodka ass bitch

With the wet dream thigh gap, busted ass lips

Buying cocaine, diet coke, die in her friend's lap

Don't focus on me, just sell me that Vyvanse

I don't wanna move yet but I'm bored of the bars

Six boys in the car, engine like a Spanish R

Yeah, you care where I'm at

I don't care where you are

Ring ring on my phone

Like the fuckin' bell jar

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch wou-wou-wou-wou-wou

(You like that, right?)

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?)

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?)

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?)

I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms

Wouldn't touch wou-wou-wou-wou-wou

(You like that, right?)

(You like that, right?)

'Cause I'm a snack and you beg, beg to please me

Cut you off, crack like an egg, over easy

So have another tantrum, but you're fuckin' toast

And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost

And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost

And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost

And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost

I'm going ghost, bitch, I'm going ghost

Written by: J Fagotti

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