Rich Bitch by Elle Yaya Lyrics

You, you just don’t get it
Air in your head but good thing you’re popular
Ooh why don’t you cry to your daddy he paid for the caddy where you blow the promotors
Ooh and for the rich bitch bandits
Can’t conversate but so much to show off
Oh do I wanna join ya?
No I’m alright

Must feel good to be so vain
Faking your world favourite girl
Prima Donna but a lady
Chasing a perk, I wait for the burn oh
But your looks been so misunderstood yeah I could bet it. I could bet it. I could bet it
That’s as good that’s as good that’s as good as. you’re gonna get it

Yeah you got it all
Yeah you got it. You’re the favourite girl But you’re living living, living on a different world

Ooh you set your Brain to static
Easily led but think you’re the master
Ooh and did you curb that habit*?
Piss in an alley as you wait for your baller
Ooh you’re just a rich bitch bandit
Ace on a plate with nothing to show for
Oh do I wish I was ya? No I’m alive
Must feel good to be so vain
Faking your world favourite girl
Prima Donna but a lady
Chasing a perk, I wait for the burn oh
But your looks been so misunderstood yeah I could bet it. I could bet it. I could bet it
That’s as good that’s as good that’s as good as you’re gonna get it

Yeah you got it all
Yeah you got it. You’re the favourite girl. But you’re living living, living in a different world
You're just a rich bitch bandit