Lyric

Yeah…

Checked my balance, smiled again

I did that

Mmm

Big bags, no stress, yeah, I’m okay

Gold chains, new nails, paid my way

My card don’t bounce, my crew stay lit

Rich girl vibes, yeah, deal with it

Champagne nights, private planes

Bossed up life, my own lane

Say it loud, say it again—

I get what I want, I get what I want I want, yeah

Woke up fly, no alarm

Money long, like my charm

Bills paid, skin glowin’

Closet look like a mall

He text “miss you,” I don’t call

Independent, that’s the flex

I don’t need shit but respect

Credit good, mindset savage

Turned my pain into status

From “one day” to “right now”

Look at me, bitch, wow

Big bags, no stress, yeah, I’m okay

Gold chains, new nails, paid my way

My card don’t bounce, my crew stay lit

Rich girl vibes, yeah, deal with it

Champagne nights, private planes(Woo)

Bossed up life, my own lane

Say it loud, say it again—

I get what I want, I get what I want, yeah

Haters talk, I don’t hear ’em

Too busy countin’ these millions

(Okay, not millions… yet)

But I’m close, bet

Ex still salty, that’s cute

I upgraded my whole damn view

New crib, new sheets, new mood

Same bitch, just richer too

Best fiends in designer fits

We don’t beg, we authorize shit

If I like it, then I buy it

If it’s fake, I won’t try it

Hands up, glass full

No rules, we run this room

No chains, no cage

I move how I choose

Big bags, no stress, yeah, I’m okay (Okay)

Gold chains, new nails, paid my way (My way)

My card don’t bounce, my crew stay lit

Rich girl vibes, yeah, deal with it

Champagne nights, private planes (Woo)

Bossed up life, my own lane

Say it loud, say it again—

I get what I want, I get what I want, yeah

My money! (Hey)

My rules! (My rules, hey)

My money!

My move! (Hey)

My money! my rules!

My life! my move!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Big bags, no stress, yeah, I’m okay (Okay)

Gold chains, new nails, paid my way (All me!)

My card don’t bounce, my crew stay lit (So lit!)

Rich girl vibes, yeah, deal with it (Deal with it!)

Champagne nights, private planes (Let’s go)

Bossed up life, my own lane (No brakes)

Say it loud, say it again—

I get what I want, I get what I want, yeah

Still winning

Still cute

Still rich

…And still don’t need your opinion