Social Jungle (Acoustic)
Not another Friday night in the social jungle
She's got the link,
he's got the whip to take her where she wants to go
Snap back on your boy and he's tryina to cop a feel
She rolls her eyes and takes another happy pill
Lights start to flicker and we're moving way too fast
Can you slow down? He looks at her and then he laughs
Babe, you need to learn to chill or you're never gonna last
Parties going off and I ain't easing off the gas
Cry for me, cry for me, cry baby please
Ain't got no filter on your selfie, baby
Cry for me, cry for me, cry baby ple-please
I wanna watch you while your colors bleed
Cry for me, cry baby
Now we're at the party, everybody's getting lit
Drinking vodka and Bacardi, Cardi posting up some pics
Tryna squeeze your way through to the pool where
the celebs rule You think they're cool, don't you?
You think they're, you think they're cool
Cry for me, cry for me, cry baby please
Ain't got no filter on your selfie, baby
Cry for me, cry for me, cry baby ple-please
I wanna watch you while your colors bleed
Cry for me, cry baby
Product on societies shelf
Your heart is gold but it's tarnished
Your soul is shallow, be on it honesty
You flaunt your crown, but you ain't royal
Forest on fire, water your soil
Cry for me, cry for me, cry baby please
Ain't got no filter on your selfie, baby
Cry for me, cry for me, cry baby ple-please
I wanna watch you while your colors bleed
Cry for me, cry baby
She's got the link,
he's got the whip to take her where she wants to go
Snap back on your boy and he's tryina to cop a feel
She rolls her eyes and takes another happy pill
Lights start to flicker and we're moving way too fast
Can you slow down? He looks at her and then he laughs
Babe, you need to learn to chill or you're never gonna last
Parties going off and I ain't easing off the gas
Cry for me, cry for me, cry baby please
Ain't got no filter on your selfie, baby
Cry for me, cry for me, cry baby ple-please
I wanna watch you while your colors bleed
Cry for me, cry baby
Now we're at the party, everybody's getting lit
Drinking vodka and Bacardi, Cardi posting up some pics
Tryna squeeze your way through to the pool where
the celebs rule You think they're cool, don't you?
You think they're, you think they're cool
Cry for me, cry for me, cry baby please
Ain't got no filter on your selfie, baby
Cry for me, cry for me, cry baby ple-please
I wanna watch you while your colors bleed
Cry for me, cry baby
Product on societies shelf
Your heart is gold but it's tarnished
Your soul is shallow, be on it honesty
You flaunt your crown, but you ain't royal
Forest on fire, water your soil
Cry for me, cry for me, cry baby please
Ain't got no filter on your selfie, baby
Cry for me, cry for me, cry baby ple-please
I wanna watch you while your colors bleed
Cry for me, cry baby
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Rothman, Jonathan Visger, Herizen Fawn Guardiola
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