Princess

Yeah she acts like a princess

But she looks like Barbie

And she smokes like a Marley

I hope that she calls me

But I know she ain't for me

That's what everybody told me

But I don't care

She's a gamble, well I guess I like to dare

We could be a pair

Even though she bit the apple

Supermodel up in Paris, I can see her catwalk

Money in her purse while we on the plane to Basel

I said F the rules, we not sticking to the manual

Pouring up the Daniel

Filling up her wrist with granules

I know that they see us

And they hate it

So I made this song just for their playlist

They don't see her true colours, they're like a racist

They don't know she's special and everybody basic

I just wanna hold your hand

They can take their photos

I know that they secretly got FOMO

Louis V and POLO

I'll buy it for you

I'm a busy guy but I'll make time for you

Yeah she acts like a princess

But she looks like Barbie

And she smokes like a Marley

I hope that she calls me

But I know she ain't for me

That's what everybody told me

But I don't care