"Shopping" lyrics

"Shopping"

I'm scrolling, but I bet you're better IRL
I copy-paste your pose, I hope you couldn't tell
I'm watching my own story on a TV show
And when I'm shopping, I'm thinking about your clothes

And would you fuck with these shoes? I wanna look just like you
And would you fuck with these shoes? I wanna look just like you
And would you fuck with these shoes? I wanna look just like you
And would you fuck with these shoes? I wanna look just like you

She's in my feed, I need her clothes, I need her hair
She's just like me, but prettier, and it's not fair
I wanna steal her phone, and go on her SSENSE
Wishlist and play her games, and send emoji texts

And would you fuck with these shoes? I wanna look just like you
And would you fuck with these shoes? I wanna look just like you
And would you fuck with these shoes? I wanna look just like you
And would you fuck with these shoes? I wanna look just like you


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