HOT GIRL PROBLEMS - The Kid LAROI
* She on yachts all summer Boyfriend just to come up ‘
Til she get another Yeah-yeah,
Love can't keep her She makes sure you see her London to Ibiza Yeah-yeah
She got hot girl problems She got hot girl problems (Hot, hot, yeah-yeah)
She got hot girl problems She got hot girl problems
(Hot, hot, yeah-yeah, yeah, hot, hot)
Is it Rick or Bottega when she walk? She live in L.A., Miami and New York
'Cause her phone is the only place she work Don't believe her,
it's on you if you get hurt
** She with all her friends, yeah I send 'em a truck, huh
Who am I to judge? 'Cause I still wanna-, haha
( * )
Okay, how you gon' settle down for the million options? (How? Yeah)
You tried play it off sweet, sweet, but underneath, you're toxic (You are)
You tell me that you don't believe in love, you ain't never seen it work (Oh, no, ayy)
Tell me that you too scared to get hurt, so you gotta leave first (Shh)
Guess we gon' see how that works (We are, ayy)
Talk shit out, then you disperse (I did, ayy)
Our love is losin' its value, it's not goin' up like your diamonds and purse
(No, no, ayy)
Now you out drinkin' and takin' lil' pictures with your fans, girl,
whatever works
(Whatever, ayy) Tryna act like you ain't hurt But that's not the shit I deserve
(**,*)
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