Finer Things

Ooh
Yah, yah
She don't like to smoke, so she roll up the weed
Boujee bad bitch, loves the finer things
Gucci, Dior, designer things
I just want some gold and some diamond rings
Do you wanna ride, wanna ride with me
This is not an Uber you can slide for free
Porsche paint look like ivory
She just wants a life of the finer things
She just wants some Molly
Wants to go and party
She don't trust nobody
'Cuz she can't love nobody
She just loves the money
Her Louboutins are bloody
She says that she's ugly
'Cuz her hearts full of nothing
She just wanna fuck, 'cuz I'm so under the weather
Don't believe in luck, I'll change for the better
Shawty is a diamond, cool headed under pressure
Shop at 5th Ave, everywhere else is lesser
I can see that you're down bad
Want a life that you never had
Got a taste, now you want it bad
Got a taste, now you want it bad
She don't like to smoke, so she roll up the weed
Boujee bad bitch, loves the finer things
Gucci, Dior, designer things
I just want some gold and some diamond rings
Do you wanna ride, wanna ride with me
This is not an Uber you can slide for free
Porsche paint look like ivory
She just wants a life of the finer things
You, you got what I need
I feel brand new when you're with me
When you're with me
Girl, you're so psycho
I don't even like those
A Gekko without Geico
Balling with my eyes closed
Go ahead, dim the lights low
Make a mess on your nice clothes
We be up all night tho
Keep fuckin' 'til the sun goes down
Baby keep it down
People all around can hear them high notes
I can see you're down
Flip that frown around let me see that smile
She don't like to smoke, so she roll up the weed
Boujee bad bitch, loves the finer things
Gucci, Dior, designer things
I just want gold and diamond rings
Do you wanna ride, wanna ride with me
This is not an Uber you can slide for free
Porsche paint look like ivory
She just wants a life of the finery
Yah
Oooh, yah-yah
Aye, aye, ayyyee-babe
Oooh, just wants a life of the finer things
Yeah the finer things
Yeah the finer things