Credit goes to my lovely little Elliott
I don't need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bougie friends
I don't need love lookin' like diamonds
Lookin' like diamonds
Midnight
I'm drunk
I don't give a fuck
Wanna dance
By myself (unless I'm super drunk at Machine and then I'll dance with anything with a pulse and maybe even some things that don't have one)
Guess you're outta luck
Don't touch
Back up
I'm not the one
Buh bye
Listen up it's just not happening
You can say what you want to your boyfriends
Just let me have my fun tonight
Aiight
Life is tricky I'm picky baby, but I just spotted you
Doin' your thing, g-string, shoe string point of view, hey
Lend me ya body, you got me in a zone
Bet a million and a half cash, I can make you explode