Better With My Girls
Sparkling uptempo pop with female vocals, rubbery synth bass and bright piano stabs. Verses bounce over tight drums and percussive claps; pre-chorus strips down to bass, snaps, and airy pads, then chorus explodes with gang vocals, crowd chants, and sidechained synths. Big stacked hooks, sassy ad-libs, lots of stereo ear candy for a packed club feel.
Better With My Girls
Sparkling uptempo pop with female vocals, rubbery synth bass and bright piano stabs. Verses bounce over tight drums and percussive claps; pre-chorus strips down to bass, snaps, and airy pads, then chorus explodes with gang vocals, crowd chants, and sidechained synths. Big stacked hooks, sassy ad-libs, lots of stereo ear candy for a packed club feel.
Lyrics
Verse 1
Lip gloss
Glitter on the floor
Pre-game pictures by the open door
You said I’d miss you when the nights got cold
Guess the joke’s on you
I’m gold
Uber’s waiting
We don’t wait for texts
I left your name on read like all the rest
You were drama in a thrift store jacket
Now I’m VIP with my favorite habit
Pre-Chorus
We hit the line
They wave us through
I feel the bass erase you
Thought you were the main thing
Center stage
You’re a story we forgot to save
Chorus
I’m better with my girls
Better
Better with my girls
Spinning in the lights
Laughing till it hurts
You’re somewhere checking who’s online first
I’m dancing like I never even learned your name
Got my girls
Got my girls
I don’t miss you
Not at all
Hands up
Middle of the floor
I’m better with my girls
Better with my girls
Verse 2
Round of shots
We cheers to “dodged that mess”
You were just a plot twist
Nothing less
My best friend wearing your old hoodie
Says it looks better now
And so do we
New crush waiting by the DJ booth
Cute smile
Both dimples
That’s the truth
I tell him
“Baby
I’m not tied to ghosts”
He says
“Good
‘cause I like you doing the most”
Pre-Chorus
We hit the line
They wave us through
I feel the bass erase you
Thought you were the main thing
Center stage
You’re a story we forgot to save
Chorus
Bridge
[low vocal register] I don’t
[gang vocals] I don’t
I don’t miss you
Not one tear in the bathroom mirror
Just lipstick fixing
My girls nearer
You’re last year’s shoes in the back of the closet
We move on fast
Yeah
That’s our logic [hey!]
[whispered] Turn it up
[crescendo] Turn it up
Up
Up
Chorus