Lyrics

She been doing her thing she one They can't contain and when she Walk in the room they eyes move to her face They can see a star She been disappointed too many times Smarter woman with a dummy behind Yam City and I'm tryna figure what's on her mind I don't meet too many like her she's perfect picture i should swipe her Fitted with confidence I like her I got a section should invite her Moving this other out the way though I wanna spin her like a dreidel she ain't having it I'm wondering what's just on her mind She ain't speaking with words though And could she spare some time If you average what she say could be hurtful She don't go out often no more I'm just out cause' I got options for sure She don't wanna talk she too rich rich Girl I get it you the boss you too rich rich She stick her chest out when she walk she too rich rich baby not a stunt threw me off She too rich rich I just wanna know who pissed you off you still rich rich She don't like my type I turn a boss to a rich kid ego on her sleeve best believe she bout' business That's why I'm her kryptonite I'm her weakness I'm not moved by the things that she do or what she say Srraight black card everything Yea I'm checkin' out her food it looks the way it tastes She be wh-wh-whippin it straight excellent She always over aggressive what the message is Nothing she just always talking bout her preference I ain't trying to start no family I just want a taste I don't think you want that either I'll put things in place her baby boy Bout' to graduate She's looking proud about his prom date it's me she fascinates Time moving quick it's her birthday I drop a pin for the locate I wanted dinner with her like Jay His last song man she tried to hate I'm like okay that man's a legend But what's been on your mind Ooh what's been on your mind She don't wanna talk she too rich rich Girl I get it you the boss you too rich rich She stick her chest out when she walk she too rich rich baby not a stunt threw me off She too rich rich I just wanna know who pissed you off you still rich rich She don't like my type I turn a boss to a rich kid Ego on her sleeve best believe she bout' business That's why I'm her kryptonite I'm her weakness She say what she feel she just keeping it real
Writer(s): Simeon Jenkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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