Backstabbing Bitch

Lyrics

[Verse 1] You slid in Fresh nails Fake grin Eyes on my drink Hands on my man You said “Relax It’s just my way” You stole my clothes Then stole my place We shared cabs We shared beds You shared lies Inside my head You wore my scent Like it was yours Then smirked at me Walking out that door [Pre-Chorus] You kiss both cheeks Then cut too deep You sweet-talk me While you strip my teeth You text “love u” With that poison drip Say you ride or die With a knife in your fist [Chorus] Backstabbing bitch Yeah I said it I meant it (hey!) Smile like sugar But you’re cold and septic You want my life? You want my type? You want my shine? Get in line Backstabbing bitch You can choke on the credit (woo!) You wear my skin Like a stolen aesthetic You want my men? Then pay my rent You want my crown? Come and get wrecked [Verse 2] You practiced My laugh My stance Turned my trauma Into your dance Your crocodile tears On the bathroom floor While you’re screen-grabbing texts For your private awards You say “He’s my bro We just vibe” Then I catch you Tongue-deep in the side guy You call me “sis” With that crooked halo You only hug When the cameras angle [Pre-Chorus] You love my pain Like a runway show You sell my secrets For a little glow You say “I’d never I’m not that dude” While your hands Do something rude [Chorus] Backstabbing bitch Yeah I said it I meant it (oh yeah) You break your friends Just to feel electric You want his heart? You play my part You want that hit? You burn the cards Backstabbing bitch You’re a glitch in the ethic You fake my hurt For your queer aesthetic You want my clique? You script that flick You want my throne? Get used to bricks [Verse 3] We hit that club You hit his phone I hit the roof You’re not alone You tilt your drink So your shirt runs wet You love a straight boy You can’t get yet You borrow lines That I bled for years You spit them back Like they’re souvenirs You mimic Mock Then call it fate You want my life? You can take the weight [Pre-Chorus] You toast to me Then you drink me dry You fix my crown Then you watch me cry You post my fall With a clever caption You call it “shade” I call it action [Chorus] Backstabbing bitch Yeah I said it I meant it (hey!) You dress in black Like a born aesthetic You love my hell But you skip my rent You snort my hurt Like it’s heaven-sent Backstabbing bitch You’re a fan and a felon You steal my words Then you start yellin’ You want my face? Then take my shame You want my fame? Say my name [Bridge] You want my man? Take the baggage Babe Take the late-night calls When he’s blackout Vague Take the shaking hands When the tabs don’t land Take the quiet days When he hates this planet You want my style? Wear the scar Not the jacket Wear the panic spiral When the crowd’s too manic Wear the family silence When you say you’re queer Wear the empty room When your friends disappear You call me bitter? I call it receipts You call it drama? I call it a scene You call it “just boys”? I call it a pattern You call it “just fun”? I call it a ladder [Pre-Chorus] You climb my back Like a backstage pass You kiss my cheek While you count my cash You say “We’re good”