RUBBISH. (Yûmi's Version)

XoXPoppi Intro:

Your talking rubbish, yeah your talking rubbish

Wanna intercept my imperfections

Acting like I’m such a felon

Well then

I’m blowing up

British little girl got you in your feelings

British girl drove you mental now you’re

*Gunshot*

*Phone Rings*

CLASSY!

XoXPoppi Chorus:

Your talking rubbish, yeah your talking rubbish

Wanna intercept my imperfections

Acting like I’m such a felon

Well then

I’m blowing up

British little girl got you in your feelings

British girl drove you mental now you’re on the ceiling

Acting all tough and bad tissues your feeling

Soft

Ass

Hardheaded

In American your eating lead

In America your called a sped

My lyricism is what got me fed

Up with your bullshit

Constant talking

XoXPoppi Verse:

When you text my phone I get to straight up blocking

When I sat there and cried you kept on fucking walking

Begging and pleading you

Now I’m bleeding for you metaphorically

Destroy your bitch ass like drake

Call it euphorically

I’m in my emotions right now

You cannot force me

So fuck up outta here with all that Goddamn enforcing

I’m in my emotions right now

You cannot force me

So fuck up outta here with all that Goddamn enforcing

XoXSpooki Verse:

Poppi Slow down real quick

Let me handle this shit

Why y'all talking all that shit??

To my sister you’ll eat blick

I’m the American one here not her

Furthermore

Youre the Whore

Fake ass Fuck boy galore

Never trust a man sis

Sorry if that wasn’t masculine

I meant to say I blast at men

Call my ghost up

Chase your fuck ass like were fucking pacman

Shoot his ass pack man

Packwatchspooki

Off the goopie

Sorry mom I’m goofy

Haven’t slept yet but your fucking negative

Our emotions in tack you fuck with us

Your emotions celebate

Celebrate your death hoe

Scare your ass

Momo

Memphis bitch nomo

Finding money

Nemo

Finding money

Nemo

XoXPoppi End Chorus:

Your talking rubbish, yeah your talking rubbish

Wanna intercept my imperfections

Acting like I’m such a felon

Well then

I’m blowing up

British little girl got you in your feelings

British girl drove you mental now you’re on the ceiling

Acting all tough and bad tissues your feeling

Soft

Ass

Hardheaded

In American your eating lead

In America your called a sped

My lyricism is what got me fed

Up with your bullshit

Constant talking