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[Verse 1]
Damn
Won't you be my Joan Jett..
Won't you be my Joan Jett..
Shorty, she a runaway
That my Joan Jett
Shorty pierce my heart
She a bayonet
Damn,,,I had 50 racks
Now I have nothing left
Every day I'm going hard
Trying to pay the debt
Ma said she gon runaway
Not my Joan Jett
If I would've known, would've never said

[Chorus]
Won't you be my Joan Jett?
My Joan Jett, My Joan Jett
Won't you be my Joan Jett?
My Joan Jett, My Joan Jett

[Verse 2]
Damn, ay
Took her to California Paradise
Just to show her how a nigga living like
Had her sippin Domaine de la Romanee
But she still drinking Miller Lite
She like, "Hold up Dad, Mom"
Arе you ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb?
Hit the mall with your credit card
Shе gonna sh-sh-shop til she buy it all
Run up a check
Lex
You gonna pull off in a Lexus
But you wanna fuck with you exes
Baby girl, how many sessions?
Aw, man, why couldn't you have just text me?
I just moved out to the west
I had to get momma a rack[?]