Ayy Turn my beat up a little bit, yo For real I was- I was- I was gonna get louder Allright cool
[Verse 1: Mac Miller] She keep on gettin' played like it’s recess, break her heart's a reflex She want to hit the beach, and show her titties down in Key West Someone leave her crying all the time and now she finally out of Kleenex Sick of dudes not givin' her the respect Cause really she a genius, a CEO Tryin' to be on top alone, she don’t keep them close She been waitin' for the opportunity to be a boss Tough bitch, probably would’ve thought she played lacrosse Sick of bein' soft with her heart broken all the time Want some money too, fuckin' dudes And falling all in love with who, was nothin' new Only coming through to bust a nut or two She just need her family like the Huxtables And now she on the road, left them home to takeover Get rich and have her crib made over But she gonna do it partyin', with her cup full Ain’t gonna trust you, but she gonna fuck you
[Hook] She wants diamonds, she wants gold But she’s scared to let you get too close And she’s been high and she’s been low But now she finally on her own And they’ve been looking So they been finding Cause she ain’t runnin' And she ain’t hiding Until she finds her place back home And then she’s finally all alone
[Verse 2: Mac Miller] She gonna be rich, as fuck In high school they were callin' her a slut But now she coming up, Louis Vuitton and Juicy on her butt See the bitches that be hatin' like “What’s up?” Cause they ain’t doing nothing and she out here stuntin' Middle finger to them hoes, all them bitches had it comin' Yeah, on top of the world, she lookin' down Invite you to the crib, let you look around Just a fuckin' tease, tryna get your cheese Invite you out to dinner, cause she want to eat for free She could pay it if she wanted to, she won’t though Go home, she got more dough
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