Lyrics: Antonia Rug
Music: Antonia Rug
Call me pep talk queen Mommy, friend and kink I’m anything
Anything for him
Call me reverie Ghost or luck fairy I’m all of them
All of them to him
I’m tired of heating the oven
Of cooking for men that are leaving me hungry I don’t want to be your wife
When we’re not even married
Honey
You don’t get talent from ****ing with it From ****ing with me yeah
I would be rich if the boys that I’ve been with Thriving on me paid me money for their glow-up I would be famous if they only gave me credit For the work that I did, yes I said it
Call me psycho bitch Your private therapist I’m all these things
All these things for him
Call me genius child
The girl that made you cum dry I’m everything
Everything to him
I’m tired of heating the oven
Of cooking for men that are leaving me hungry I don’t want to be your wife
When we’re not even married
Honey
You don’t get talent from ****ing with it From ****ing with me yeah
I would be rich if the boys that I’ve been with Thriving on me paid me money for their glow-up I would be famous if they only gave me credit For the work that I did, yes I said it
You don’t need no therapy Cause baby you got me
I would be rich if the boys that I’ve been with Thriving on me paid me money for their glow-up I would be famous if they only gave me credit For the work that I did, yes I said it