"hotline" lyrics
I'm in the backseat
Manically laughing
Never think about where I'll be
If only now you could see me, me, me
I got a gun, under my dress shirt
Bottles of fun, under my dresser
I never run, so you can't can't catch up
I'm gonna walk! Right! Past! You!
Call this number
And tell them I sent you
I'll be waiting, on what you want to do
Hiding inside the warehouse
I got a plan to get out
If only now you could see me, me, me
I got a knife, taped under my skirt
I can survive, with our without ya
Get in the car, I'm under pressure
I'm gonna smile! Right! At! You!
Call this number
And tell them I sent you
I'll be waiting, on what you want to do
Call this number
And tell them I sent you
I'll be waiting, on what you want to do
Manically laughing
Never think about where I'll be
If only now you could see me, me, me
I got a gun, under my dress shirt
Bottles of fun, under my dresser
I never run, so you can't can't catch up
I'm gonna walk! Right! Past! You!
Call this number
And tell them I sent you
I'll be waiting, on what you want to do
Hiding inside the warehouse
I got a plan to get out
If only now you could see me, me, me
I got a knife, taped under my skirt
I can survive, with our without ya
Get in the car, I'm under pressure
I'm gonna smile! Right! At! You!
Call this number
And tell them I sent you
I'll be waiting, on what you want to do
Call this number
And tell them I sent you
I'll be waiting, on what you want to do
Writer(s): Sophia Geneve Geneve Meiers, Louis Bartolini, Taylor Dexter
