Текст песни Mrs. Incredible - MeloVanGogh

Scars getting smaller as I
Scars getting smaller as I grow
Elastic, nothing plastic
Elastic, nothing plastic (Elliot, you go talk to him)
Look at me now
I'm like Botox, raising the brows
Moscow, how I'm rushin' them out
Puff chest, I'm bustin' out blouse
Loud mouth
Come straight to your house, like PR
I play in your head like VR
You met her, you see her
They bookin' my face like Zuckerberg
Microsoft mami
Obsessed with word and they sit on the side like Clippy
Side eyes from my pupils, iffy
Shoulders looking chippy
Hold my nuts like Jiffy, Skippy
Simp me, they all do
I'm an angel, what are you
Made of colors
Some are blue, most are red
It gets purple in my head, mixing tears up with my lead
Pouring puddles
Pouring trees, during poetry
Is there more to me than mourning me
Every day I'm born to be a new girl like Zoey D (uh)

Scars getting smaller as I grow
Elastic, nothing plastic
Mrs. Incredible
Scars getting smaller as I grow
Elastic, nothing plastic
Mrs. Incredible
Scars getting smaller as I grow
Elastic, nothing plastic
Mrs. Incredible
Scars getting smaller as I grow
Elastic, nothing plastic
Mrs. Incredible

Baby, I don't need your bands
I'm the band
Me and paper throwing hands
Verbal vandalism, always spraying what I'm saying
I'm just saying, I'm just saying
I'm just spraying what I'm saying (I'm just)

Throw that soil, throw that shit
Make it shower
I'm the flower that they spoil
Maneuver through the manure
They thought that they'd turned me sewer, but they grew her
Now it couldn't be more truer, I'm the shit
Look what you did

Didn't have the best conditions
Now I'm conditioned to reposition at any given minute
I rule the digits of the day
Even clock hands want the fade
My timing no other way
My planner written with grace

I rule the digits of the day
Even clock hands want the fade
My timing, no other way
My planner written with grace
Digits of the day (Baby what is it you want me to say)
I rule the day (I am Mrs. Incredible)
Even clock hands want the fade (Elastic nothing plastic)

I just snap back like a hair tie
Change my mind just like my hair dye
All my angels want their air time
Who decided what is spare time (who decided,who decided)
Who decided what is spare time (tell me who decided)
(tell me who decided what is spare time)

Scars getting smaller as I grow
Elastic, nothing plastic
Mrs. Incredible
Scars getting smaller as I grow
Elastic, nothing plastic
Mrs. Incredible

Elastic nothing plastic
Elastic nothing plastic