CITY CHICK Hype Man Apollo

[Verse 1: Lorde]
Don't you think that it's boring how people talk?
Making smart with their words again, well I'm bored
Because I'm doing this for the thrill of it, killin' it
Never not chasing a million things I want
And I am only as young as the minute is, full of it
Getting pumped up from the little bright things I bought
But I know they'll never own me (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Baby be the class clown, I'll be the beauty queen in tears
It's a new art form showing people how little we care (Yeah)
We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (Yeah)


[Verse 1: Apollo]
Macin' back and forth
She pulled up in a Porsche
D&G Sport
Sportin' Michael Kors
Coach in the courts
Shirts with the horse
Diamond imports
With her bracelet of quartz
Last name Laporte
Oh my lord she is gorg
Carpet escorts
When I get my awards
Then she's poppin' my corks
Course the Moet exports
Coming straight from the source
Yeah she likes how I score