For A Cinderella Lyrics

[Hook]
I got a bag, I'm getting comas, switching to digits

[Verse]
Hold up little bitch, look at me while I'm talking to you
Hold up little bitch, why you stuttering like you got a mouth full of food
Hollister jeans making shit glistening while I'm walking through your street
f*ck your "type beats" time to wake from my dream, I don't even need sleep Super sentimental, with a piece of blood vessel, it was accidental never meant to be this confidential, you don't got no f*cking issues whats the problem in your sequel, you would blow your f*cking temple with a day inside my mental
But shit changed for the better, too ugly for a cinderella

[Hook]
I got a bag, I'm getting comas, switching to digits

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