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点击复制Walkin’ in the halls like it’s a runway,
Every glance turns plastic, just my way.
Queen bee vibes with a flawless pose,
You want a seat? Sorry—those are Regina’s rows.
Pink on Wednesday, mean every day,
Smile so sweet but I don’t play.
Rule #1: Don’t cross my line,
Or your name’s next in this book of mine.
We live by the Plastic Code,
Pretty, petty, locked and loaded.
Burnin’ secrets like a rose,
Say my name—you just exploded.
Perfect lips and perfect lies,
Kiss you once and kill your pride.
Baby, this is how it goes—
Better learn the Plastic Code.
She said she liked your top? That’s cute.
I said it first—now it's obsolete.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Who’s the fiercest of them all?
It’s not just fashion, it’s survival,
Lookin’ good is my revival.
Truth is optional, style is law,
Climb the ladder or watch me claw.
(Oh, you thought you were invited?)
Rule #2: Never outshine the queen.
Rule #3: If you're not Plastic...
...you're invisible.
We live by the Plastic Code,
No apologies, no overload.
You want fame? Go play pretend—
This is war dressed up as friends.
Perfect burn, immaculate tone,
Wear your crown or stay alone.
Bow to the Queen, it’s time you know—
Welcome to the Plastic Code.
“That’s why her hair is so big… it’s full of secrets.”