(Ah)
(Ah-ah)
Got my bichon frisé riding in my customized Birkin
Strolling down the champs-élysées
That's how I put the work in
Life is hard, caviar
Pour the champagne and sip it up
Every fit I'm in make a statement
I'm that girl never basic
(Ah) lowkey I feel kinda jet-lagged like I just stepped off a jet (yeah)
And I'm runnin' outta patience down to my last sugar rush
Turn the phone off, don't disturb me
Stop the photos, you ain't worthy
If I do it, I do it loudly
On the tables I'm getting rowdy (yeah)
They ain't never seen nobody so exciting
Got them thinking I must be toxic
First they love me then they hate me, so ironic
Camera's flashing, they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? Wh-what?
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) wh-what?
(Ah-ah) camera's flashing, they all got me sayin'
I keep getting dms from these F1 drivers again
They always asking what I'm doin' every single weekend
I'm livin' la vida loca, I ain't playing no game
Private jet, meditate, that's the best medicine
(Ah) oh, my daddy would hate me if he found out where I am (yeah)
Now it's 4 A.M., I'm way too lit and that was the plan
Turn the phone off don't disturb me
Stop the photos, you ain't worthy
If I do it, I do it loudly
On the tables I'm getting rowdy (yeah)
They ain't never seen nobody so exciting
Got them thinking I must be toxic (oh-oh)
First they love me then they hate me, so ironic
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) wh-what?
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) wh-what?
(Ah-ah) camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) wh-what?
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) wh-what? (Ooh)
(Ah-ah) camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What?