SOFT GIRL SUMMER

You told me kick rocks, so I'm wearing flip-flops to your funeral
I don't give a fuck
There's lip gloss on the blunt
It's my last piece of Fronto
I gotta fix my frontal 'fore you try and take a picture with me
I'ma need another body in my bed so I can harbor some heat
And we listen don't judge, it's another soft girl summer

Soft girls stay moisturized with their tear drops
And I'll cry, cry, cry just as much as I want
'Cause I'm fine, fine, fine, real fine smokin' salt in my lungs

It's a soft girl summer (soft girl)
Yeah, the boys get dumber (dumb boys)
Got my mind in the gutter, baby (in the gutter)
It's a soft girl, mm-mm
It's a soft girl summer (soft girl)
Yeah, the boys get dumber (dumb boys)
Got my mind in the gutter, baby (in the gutter)
It's a soft girl, mm-mm

I like cigarettes paired with hot rich sex
I don't care how bad it is for me
'Cause my 20-year-old body might live forever cross these magazine spreads
Fuck whoever, talk sweet to me
I can't help it I like butter on my biscuits, I admit it
So touch these ivory legs, I don't care if we met just yesterday

It's a soft girl summer (soft girl)
Yeah, the boys get dumber (dumb boys)
Got my mind in the gutter, baby (in the gutter)
It's a soft girl, mm-mm
It's a soft girl summer (soft girl)
Yeah, the boys get dumber (dumb boys)
Got my mind in the gutter, baby (in the gutter)
It's a soft girl, mm-mm