Don't
Kari Faux Lyrics
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My mama seen me cry, she wiped my eyes
Things she would say to ease my mind
(Real bitches don't die)
Real bitches don't die
My auntie laid to rest, she know me best
Her words still replaying in my head
Real bitches don't die
Before I leave my mortal coil lather me in cocoa oil
I wear my heart on my sleeve
Where the fuck you hiding yours?
Plastic life, Los Angeles
All this shit I seen before
I can't trust my bitch no more
I can't trust my nigga no more
I prefer my nigga from Houston
Money keep on callin' like Bootsy
Say my name, real bitch included
I prefer my dreams lucid
Talk to God, he put me through it
Hit my mama and tell her I'm zooted
Hit my bitch like, "Fuck it, let's do it"
Tell my story, don't tell no two-est
Gemini, Gemini, Gemini, Gemini
My mama seen me cry, she wiped my eyes
Things she would say to ease my mind
(Real bitches don't die)
The lyrics to Kari Faux's song Don't delve into the singer's personal life experiences and musings on life, death, trust, and dreams. The song begins with the question "Hey, you okay?", which implies the sense of empathy and concern for others. The first verse of the song refers to the singer's relationship with her mother and aunt, implying that they are the ones who have been a source of comfort for her during her toughest times. The line "Real bitches don't die" is repeated multiple times throughout the song, which suggests that the singer sees a "bad bitch" as someone who is strong, independent, and resilient- someone who does not let life's struggles defeat her.
The second verse of the song explores the singer's thoughts on life, death and the fleeting nature of time. The line "Before I leave my mortal coil lather me in cocoa oil" essentially means that the singer wants to be immersed in comfort and luxury before she dies. She laments the superficiality of Hollywood life by calling it a "Plastic life, Los Angeles". The chorus is repeated again, followed by a section that talks about the singer's trust issues regarding both her male and female partners. The line "I prefer my nigga from Houston" implies that the singer has had negative experiences with other men and trusts someone from Houston more. The section ends with the lines "Talk to God, he put me through it/Hit my mama and tell her I'm zooted", which suggests that the singer turns to drugs as a way to cope with the struggles of life.
Overall, Kari Faux's Don't is a reflective and introspective song that takes the listener through the singer's experiences and thoughts on various facets of life and relationships.
Line by Line Meaning
Hey, you okay?
The artist is reaching out to someone, asking if they are alright.
My mama seen me cry, she wiped my eyes
The artist's mother has comforted her during sad moments in her life.
Things she would say to ease my mind
The artist's mother would use words to try and make her daughter feel better.
(Real bitches don't die)
The artist's mother would tell her that strong women do not give up, even in hard times.
Real bitches don't die
A phrase that the artist's mother would often say to her as encouragement to be strong and resilient.
My auntie laid to rest, she know me best
The artist's aunt, who has passed away, knew her better than anyone else in her life.
Her words still replaying in my head
The artist still remembers the words of her aunt, even long after she has passed away.
(Real bitches don't die)
The artist's aunt also used to encourage her to be strong, just like her mother.
Real bitches don't die
A phrase the artist's aunt used to say as a reminder to remain strong and persevere through difficult times.
Before I leave my mortal coil lather me in cocoa oil
The artist is saying that before she dies, she wants to be pampered and treated well.
I wear my heart on my sleeve
The artist is open about her emotions and wears them openly for all to see.
Where the fuck you hiding yours?
The artist is questioning why others do not show their emotions as openly as she does.
Plastic life, Los Angeles
The artist references the superficial nature of Los Angeles and its inhabitants.
All this shit I seen before
The artist has been exposed to the superficial and materialistic side of life before, and is not impressed.
I can't trust my bitch no more
The artist cannot trust her female friend or partner anymore.
I can't trust my nigga no more
The artist cannot trust her male friend or partner anymore.
I prefer my nigga from Houston
The artist indicates that she would rather be with someone from Houston than from where she currently is.
Money keep on callin' like Bootsy
The artist is being constantly tempted by the lure of money, similar to how Bootsy Collins was tempted by drugs.
Say my name, real bitch included
The artist wants to be recognized for her hard work and strong personality.
I prefer my dreams lucid
The artist prefers to have lucid dreams, where she is in control of the events taking place.
Talk to God, he put me through it
The artist believes that her struggles have been put in her path by God for a reason.
Hit my mama and tell her I'm zooted
The artist would call her mother while high on drugs, which she references by the slang word 'zooted.'
Hit my bitch like, "Fuck it, let's do it"
The artist would call her female friend or partner and suggest engaging in reckless behavior together.
Tell my story, don't tell no two-est
The artist wants her story to be told truthfully, without any embellishments or exaggerations.
Gemini, Gemini, Gemini, Gemini
The artist is repeating her zodiac sign, Gemini.
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Written by: Joel Mason Tanner, Kari Rose Johnson, Michael E. Neil
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