This is not towards anybody specific
It's just a song about bandsluts
And all that jizz
I mean all that jazz

Showing up in ya blacked out tights
Blacked out eyes, actin' not so nice
Wishing for a dick and Jack on ice
Jacked off twice just to last all night
Money spent, fishnet addict
Social climber, fuck dramatics
After them like "Let me have it,"
Leave your friends, ya fuckin' plastic

We know whatcha all about
Whatcha all about
So I wrote this song
To call you out and sort this out
They know whatcha all about, all about
It's an endless game
We know that you use your brain somehow

Ohmygod let me get a picture
That's it, walkin' to the buses in the back, bitch
Because we know it's habit
Tag that singer in the motha fuckin' status
Tell the whole world that it didn't happen
You look around, now your friends are gone
Call their phones but they don't pick up
Crying on the curb, sorry little bandslut
But the band's gotta leave
You know, that sucks
We know you suck

Ohmygod he better not leave my side
He told me I was the only one that night
He was not like the other guys
We only fucked in the first 5
Yeah, we only fucked in the first 5
Minutes

We know whatcha all about
Whatcha all about
So I wrote this song
Just to call you out
They know whatcha all about
It's an endless game
Of cock and mouth, cock and mouth
We know you use your brain somehow, yeah

Money spent, fish net addict
Social climber, fuck dramatics
After them like "Let me have it,"
Leave your friends
'Cause ya mothafuckin' plastic
'Cause you're motherfucking plastic

I did this shit in 1 take
The whole world knows you're fake
Just go hide your face, yeah

We know whatcha all about
Whatcha all about
So I wrote this song just to call you out
They know whatcha all about
Whatcha all about
It's an endless game of cock and mouth
We know you use your brain somehow
Yeah