Toy (Explicit)

Toy (Explicit) - Blondshell

Lyrics by：Sabrina Teitelbaum

Composed by：Sabrina Teitelbaum

I have a big bite

I don't have a big bite

It's been changing with the heat

He's been getting sick

Sick of me

What makes you sick

Isn't the weather it's a change in degrees

I've been running this ship like the navy

But it's more like a Wendy's

Selling t-shirts down the line

You won't believe me if I said that I'm ready

To take a second joke since '99

What's the point

Of all the talking?

Just say that you don't think you have control

What's the point?

I know it's all your best

Just say that you don't want to obsess anymore

Skin is in the mud

With bubbles underneath

And I'm not choosing when it's good

His is dropping low

Onto feet

What picks it up isn't desire it's a lack of Sertraline

We need the Steely Danification

Of this operation

Somebody needs to get ****** or get a toy

I won't lose my body

If I get a belly

I'll just roll around and feel it like a boy

What's the point

Of all the talking?

Just say that you don't think you have control

What's the point?

I know it's all your best

Just say that you don't wanna obsess anymore