Hot Grease Letra

It's the fantasy of it all
I keep waiting for your call
In this digital world
I'll be your digital girl
I'm your freaky little pen pal
It's so much fun until it's not
Now I wanna feel your touch
Then I think that you're a bot

You remind me of a
Juke joint, red seats, gossip, laughing
Chairs a-folding, catfish blackened
Hot sauce, white bread, mustard, soda
Bag of chips, catfish, it's over

And I think that you're a liar, that you got in too deep
And I'm 'shamed for bein' foolish
And you're just a catfish in hot grease (Grease)
Hot grease

See, we had an agreement
I could hear your heavy breathing
This game was fun when we were locked indoors
But I wanted more (more)
I thought this could turn into somеthing true
But I guess you werе just a digital boo

You remind me of a
Juke joint, red seats, gossip, laughing
Chairs a-folding, catfish blackened
Hot sauce, white bread, mustard, soda
Bag of chips, catfish, it's over

And I think that you're a liar, that you got in too deep
And I'm 'shamed for bein' foolish
And you're just a catfish in hot grease (Grease)
Hot grease

Think that you're a liar
Think that you're a liar
But I know
But I know
I said I know
Think that you're a liar
But I know
But I know

Lookin' at my reflection while I'm lookin' at these dishes
All that I forgot ain't that hard to remember
My peace is tested
The piece in the kitchen
No need for the man, no need for a mention
I know my blessings
And I been killin' this shit
Remember this when you lookin' back
Different (uh), different how they love to act
When, when you kill that shit
Shawty fine as hell, she don't need none of that
Shawty gettin' that shit, no need to ask
Buddha (ha) blessed me with a soul
Buddha, shh
It ain't what I, it ain't what I
It ain't what I think, what I know
Them boys ain't here, fall back (Fall back)
Not like that, shawty
Who got it like you? (Nobody)
Lights back to back
It's like what' new
Can't you see these skies
It ain't what I think, what I know
All I see lies in you