Yeah, breakfast at Starbucks and bottles of hair bleach
This nepo babys overly dramatic
Shadowhunter runes and a cape made of velvet
Buy myself all of my favorite wigs, yeah
Been through some bad scripts, I should be a sad boy
Who woulda thought it'd turn me to a bad guy?
Rather be stuck in a latex prosthetic
Write my own checks like I write what I sing, yeah
My jawline, my cheekbones, my eyeliner's black
My lace front, my contacts, I'm not looking back
Brooding in London, I'm pale as a ghost
Look at my posture, I'm doing the most
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (yeah)
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (yeah)
You like my wig? Gee, thanks, just bought it (just bought it)
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (yeah)
Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town
Strictly goth-boy, he don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is his forte
Each and every single day
True player way, I gotta say that I'm mad at him
Got bony ass cheekbones, yeah, we're looking right at 'em
In the makeup chair for eight hours straight
Got latex tentacles glued to his face
Drinking iced Starbucks through a tiny little straw
The edgiest goth boy that you ever saw
I like the way you brood
No diggity,you got to bag it up (bag it up)
I like the way you brood
No diggity, you got to bag it up (bag it up, girl)
I like the way you brood
No diggity, you got to bag it up (bag it up)
I like the way you brood
No diggity, you got to bag it up (get it up)
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Mmm, to the left, to the left
Everything you own in a goth box to the left
In the Upside Down, that’s your stuff
Yes, if I bought it, please don't touch (don't touch)
And keep brooding—that's fine
Maybe you can get a better wig next time
Since I’m not your galadriel
How about you and your cheekbones check into a hotel?
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another real talent in a minute
Matter of fact, he'll be brooding in a minute, baby!
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another talent by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking
You're irreplaceable
