IamSU!

IamSU! - Hipster Girls lyrics

rate me

Uh, uh posting pics on your blog, uh

Taking rips of that bong, uh

About to move to Los Angeles

Cause you sick of living at home, yeah!

Shop at “Urban Outfitters”

All your other clothes is straight vintage

Top flannels around yo waist

Wearing boots and panties in the winter.

Hit the club with all of yo club homies

Cause your real friends can't get in

You will never wait in no lines,

You already text the promoter man, man!

And he thirsty and he wants you

But you use him for his club

Just to get close with a nigga with a table

A baller, a rapper, or even sell drugs.

Cause you just want the plug and you got that

Cause you just want the light and you got that

And maybe if you get a little closer they might really fuck with you

Let you a ride with the top back

You just want love and affection

What they do is on to the next one

Cause if you ain’t down for the action

You gon get yo ass kicked outa section

But guess what, nigga?

Hook:

This for all of my hipster girls

On Instagram straight flexing

On Instagram straight flexing

On Instagram straight flexing

I said this for all of my hipster girls

On Tumblr straight flexing

On Tumblr straight flexing

On Tumblr straight flexing

So go girl, do your thing

I hope everybody in here know your name

I said, go girl, do your thing

I hope everybody in here know your name

Caught up in a hype in the lime light

But tell me what’s gon happen when the hype fade?

But I guess you ain’t learned from your mistakes

He was messing with a senior in the 9th grade

Aspiring model or actress

To niggas with money you magnet

Constantly climbing the ladder

You swear to stay far from the stagnant

Everybody love a girl with a few goals

You a stripper and a model playing two roles

You be paying for yo college but you dancing

At the same time saving for a new home

Uh uh, like hella likes hella likes

Instagram, that’s life, am I right?

Bring her right up in them pictures, never wrong

When you caption always quota from a song

Like some Drake shit, or some A$AP, or some André 3 Stacks

You don’t give a fuck about these girls’ opinions

You don’t push these bitches up for they feedback

You just stretching for the life and you need that

Get a car and a crib, where the sea at

Wanna drink, wanna smoke, Where the weed at?

Wanna champagne toast you can keep that

Believe that, baby!

Hook:

This for all of my hipster girls

On Instagram straight flexing

On Instagram straight flexing

On Instagram straight flexing

I said this for all of my hipster girls

On Tumblr straight flexing

On Tumblr straight flexing

On Tumblr straight flexing

So go girl, do your thing

I hope everybody in here know your name

I said, go girl, do your thing

I hope everybody in here know your name

This for all of my hipster girls

On Instagram straight flexing

On Instagram straight flexing

On Instagram straight flexing

I said this for all of my hipster girls

On Tumblr straight flexing

On Tumblr straight flexing

On Tumblr straight flexing, uh!

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