"Plastic Purse" lyrics

Put you in my plastic purse
Zip it up and I'll make you feel worse
Oh, wanna put you in the dirt
But you would probably like that
Right?

Too big to be feedin' your ego
Look down see ya hangin' where the weeds all grow
So cute though
You never know though
Might throw a low blow
I'm so, I'm so

Sick of dudes in beanies, lil weenies
Stupid lil feeties in adidies
Rub the lamp you want it I'm a genie
I'm a punisher call me phoebe yuh!

I'm a sucker for the little things
I'm a statue, you're a figurine
You can't even reach my limousine
But I still really, really, really wanna

Put you in my plastic purse
Zip it up and I'll make you feel worse
Oh, wanna put you in the dirt
But you would probably like that
Right?
Put you in my plastic purse
Zip it up and I'll make you feel worse
Oh, wanna put you in the dirt
But you would probably like that
Right?

Right?!?!?!
Like, how hard is it for a bonehead cheez-it brain boy to text back
Like, I know you're not busy, I know you're not working
I know you're not doing anything important so what the-

I'm so sick of dudes in beanies lil weenies
Stupid lil feeties in adidies
Rub the lamp you want it I'm a genie
I'm a punisher call me phoebe yuh!

I'm a sucker for the little things
I'm a statue, you're a figurine
You can't even reach my limousine
But I still really, really, really wanna

Put you in my plastic purse
Zip it up and I'll make you feel worse
Oh, wanna put you in the dirt
But you would probably like that
Right?
Put you in my plastic purse
Zip it up and I'll make you feel worse
Oh, wanna put you in the dirt
But you would probably like that
Right?

Right?
Right?
You would probably like that, right?
Right?
Right?!?
You would probably like that
Right?