Whips and Chains

Brand new car, I like a fucking whip
Birthday sex, I like a fucking whip
NOS tanks, I like a fucking whip
Diamond chain, I love the fucking drip

Asshole, try to spike my drink (piece of shit)
Busted, guess I caught another creep (of course)
He doesn't know I like a fucking whip
He doesn't know I like to fucking hit
Helpless, then I take his keys (sike)
Princess, I'm the evil queen (haha)
He doesn't know I like a fucking whip
He doesn't know I like to fucking hit

Tell me I'm a good girl, baby, I'm a bad bitch
Tell me I'm an angel, but bitch, I'm a savage
Tell me I'm naughty, I'll hit you with my whip
Miss Queen if you're nasty, break your neck, bitch

All the girls in the bar gonna bust his car
Take a bat to the glass, then eat his heart
Whips and chains, cars and money
I'll cut your brakes if you fucking touch me
All the girls down the stage wanna make him pay
Gonna nail his dick to the wall of shame
Whips and chains, cars and money
Feet on the floor 'cause I'm feeling cunty

French kiss, biting off your chain
Watch list 'bout to know your name
He doesn't know I like a fucking whip
He doesn't know I like to fucking hit (knock out)

I'll tie you up with the chain
I'll have you screaming my name but in vain
Light up your house, I'm insane
You're adding drugs to my drinks
Use 'em to gas up the flame

All the girls in the bar gonna bust his car
Take a bat to the glass, then eat his heart
Whips and chains, cars and money
I'll cut your brakes if you fucking touch me
All the girls down the stage wanna make him pay
Gonna nail his dick to the wall of shame
Whips and chains, cars and money
Feet on the floor 'cause I'm feeling cunty

I like to fucking hit!
Oh, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Jones, Hannah Collins, Chris Freeman, Curtis Peoples
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