Breathe In

Wanna be the one that you call to talk to
To make it disappear
Breathe in
Kowgirl's the only one that you call to talk to
To make it disappear
Breathe in

When you press play, I wanna take all your problems away
Got bars if you wanna (Got bars if you wanna)
Got dancers
To my goths, that's worldwide
You already know that I got you
You already know that I know
Kowgirl flow, gross
Labels ask me, "Who's your target graphic?"
I tell 'em, "Chill, mummy" (Chill mummy)
I tell 'em "Chill, daddy" (Chill daddy)
I keep it real, ill
Hip-Hop heads, bangin'
Jazz-Punk, franchment (Ugh)
Blue-ish herd, too
I'm a student, first but you knew

Wanna be the one that you call to talk to
To make it disappear
Breathe in
Kowgirl's the only one that you call to talk to
To make it disappear
Breathe in

Oh let's do it, drug-dealing music (Make sure the goths win!)
Or they choose the context that I play
On the radio, they love how well it's made (Love how well it's made)
In LA they be like "Kowgirl, that's my favourite!"
And I 'preciate, ignored me when I needed favours (Favours)
Still I keep it gracious, "pourin'" like Anita Baker
All my heart, chords and harms
Je ne Samp (Je ne samp)
Qu'est ce que prob, quoi?

Wanna be the one that you call to talk to
To make it disappear
Breathe in
Kowgirl's the only one that you call to talk to
To make it disappear
Breathe in