ugh

I hate fucking parties
All you fake ass fucking barbies
Tryna show off your Versaces
Like I care

Dumbass stupid bitches
Talking trash and burning bridges
Just go pull your fucking switches
Get bent

I hate fucking birthdays
Like who wants to go to your place
Don't you see it's fucking Thursday
No one cares

All you did was stay alive
Just one more year like big surprise
For all I know you could have died
But no

Louie Gucci Prada
Cartier Balenciaga

ugh

I hate fucking douches
Driving Porsches wearing suits
It's fucking sad they're reproducing
More than rats

Walking fucking crotches
With their big ol' stupid watches
Get a life, you make me nauseous
Fuck off

Louie Gucci Prada
Cartier Balenciaga

ughh

I hate your face
And all your fucking clichés
Your stupid friends for god's sake
It's all a fucking charade
Don't give a fuck if I'm nice
I might just ruin your night
'cuz I hate your face
So get it out of my way

I get tired
I get lost
In your bullshit
On your yachts
All your diamonds
You can eat 'em up and choke for all I care

ughhh

I hate fucking parties
And your guided home safaris
Like I wanna hear your stories
Fuck my life

I hate your face
And all your fucking clichés
Your stupid friends for god's sake
It's all a fucking charade
Don't give a fuck if I'm nice
I might just ruin your night
'cuz I hate your face
So get it out of my way



Credits
Writer(s): Francisco Faria
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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