Calling you again So you stunting on your Instagram But that sh-t ain't everything. You used to be Mr. all about we Now you're just thirsty for celebrity Best thing to happen to your ass was me Pull down them Tom Fords, and act like you see
You thirsty for a dream, leaving me drowning Boy there ain't no SOS Filled with discontent Finding you can’t quit Why you try to so damn hard?
[Rich Homie Quan:] Somebody get this girl a glass water I say she six nickels, not a dime, past a quarter Her daddy question me why she thirsty You can ask your daughter, back up off You look a little salty, so thirsty, should drink coffee And you ain't really gotta keep hitting my phone, I see every message Texting me asking where I'm going, baby girl stop stressin' Then I walked in like the man of the year with these thirsty girls in my section These thirsty girls want a blessin' Get wet, you [?] for me No defense but you can get the D No sequal it's only one on me That thirsty [?] my tires It got me on fire Rich Homie Quan times Mariah, Sing!
Boss now, you're trying to be a boss now Thinking you a boss now Boy you just looking thirsty Boss now, you try to be a boss now Thinking you a chief now Boy you're just fucking thirsty