Soft Girl Summer Testo

You told me kick rocks
So I'm wearing flip flops to your funeral
I don't give a fuck
There's lipgloss on the blunt and it's my last piece of Fronto
I gotta fix my frontal 'fore you try and take a picture with me
Imma need another body in my bed so I can harbor some heat
And we listen don't judge cause 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 smoking salt in my lungs

It's a soft girl summer
The boys get dumber
Got my mind in the gutter baby
(It's a soft girl)
It's a soft girl summer
The boys get dumber
Got my mind in the gutter baby
(It's a soft girl)

I like cigarettes paired with hot rich sex
And 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
Touch these ivory legs I don't care if we met just yesterday

It's a soft girl summer
The boys get dumber
Got my mind in the gutter baby (It's a soft girl)
It's a soft girl summer
The boys get dumber
Got my mind in the gutter baby
(It's a soft girl)