[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
She keep on getting played like it’s recess
Break her heart's a reflex
She want to hit the beach, show her [bad word] down in Key West
Someone leave her crying all the time and now she finally out of Kleenex
Sick of dudes not giving her the respect, cause really a genius
CEO, trying to be on top alone, she don’t keep them close
She been waiting for the opportunity to be a boss
Tough [bad word]  probably would’ve thought she played lacrosse
Sick of being soft with her heart broken all the time
Want some money, tired of [bad word] dudes
And falling all in love with who, was nothing new [bad word] through to bust a nut or two
She just need her family like the Huxtables
And now she on the road, left them home to takeover
Get rich and have her crib made over
But she gonna do it partying, with her cup full
Ain’t gonna [bad word] you, but she gonna [bad word] you
 
[Hook]
She wants diamonds, she wants gold
But she’s scared to let you get too close
And she’s been high and she’s been low
But now she finally on her own
And they’ve been looking
So they been finding
Cause she ain’t grinding
And she ain’t hiding
Until finds her place back home
Until she’s finally all alone
 
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
She gonna be rich as [bad word] In high school they were calling her a [bad word] But now [bad word] up
Louis Vuitton and Juicy on her butt
She the [bad word] that be hating like “What’s up?”
Cause they ain’t doing nothing and she out here stunting
Middle finger to them hoes, all them [bad word] had [bad word] Yeah, on top of the world, she looking down
Invite you to the crib, let you look around
Just a [bad word] tease, trying to get your cheese
Invite you out to dinner, cause she want to eat for free
She could pay it if she wanted to, she won’t though
Go home, she got more dough
 
[Hook]