I got ghosts in my head and they never stop screamin'
And they say the same things you were sayin' last weekend
No, bitch (it's definitely a no for me, dawg)
This ain't American Idol
I sip, and I'm turnin' gold from the bottle
No shit, face like a model
Yellin' out: YOLO, the motto
That's how we do in Toronto (Lily, is that you?)
I be shinin' bright, I got my swag on
They be singin' loud, like: Is my mic on?
Big, big cat and I'm 'bout to go purr
She's like: Lily, is that you? Bitch, duh
I'm her
I got ghosts in my head and they never stop screamin'
And they say the same things you were sayin' last weekend
I'm fiendin' your breathin'
Down my neck like a Hollywood demon
I'm fiendin' that feelin'
Of you in my bed, my head, my secret
No, bitch, I'm focused
I won't miss and I won't quit
Fans leave me roses
And I kiss them when I sign tits
If I'm on it, beats slap
Ex said it, stay mad
One more ghost to add to my collection
I be shinin' bright, I got my swag on
They be singin' loud, like: Is my mic on?
Big, big cat and I'm 'bout to go purr
She's like: Lily, is that you? Bitch, duh
I'm her
I got ghosts in my head and they never stop screamin'
And they say the same things you were sayin' last weekend
I'm fiendin' your breathin'
Down my neck like a Hollywood demon
I'm fiendin' that feelin'
Of you in my bed, my head, my secret
I'm fiendin' that feelin'
I'm fiendin' that feelin'
Deep in my soul, I got ghosts (I'm fiendin' that feelin')
So unholy
Can't hear them talk, 'cause I'm not (I'm fiendin' that feelin')
Listenin' to no one but my manager