I want a different boyfriend for each one of my moods
I want a Birkin bag for my wrist to hula hoop
Gucci, Prada, Balenciaga
Ah, ah, ooh
Gucci, Prada, Balenciaga
Ah, ah, ooh
My CC cha-cha slide need its own grip tape
Lamb for the weekend Bentley on the weekdays
Give me sparkling 'cause I hate the way that still taste
Only private flights 'cause I don't like my bags misplaced
Money right
Money right
Gotta get my money, money
Money right
Money right
In my dreams
I can have whatever I want
Anything I want
I want a different boyfriend for each one of my moods
I want a Birkin bag for my wrist to hula hoop
Gucci, Prada, Balenciaga
Ah, ah, ooh
Gucci, Prada, Balenciaga
Ah, ah, ooh
It's 20K for a verse once this shit drops
A&R's flooding my phone but always get blocked
Back then they didn't want me
Now I'm hot and they all on me
Back then I was super lonely
Back then was back then
'Cause right now I'm getting money I love the sound the counter makes
Isn't it fucking lovely when everything falls into place?
In my dreams
I can have whatever I want
Anything I want
I want a different boyfriend for each one of my moods
I want a Birkin bag for my wrist to hula hoop
Gucci, Prada, Balenciaga
Ah, ah, ooh
Gucci, Prada, Balenciaga
Ah, ah, ooh
All I, all I, all I really want
All I really want
All I really want
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All I really want
All I, all I, all I really want
I want a different boyfriend for each one of my moods
I want a Birkin bag for my wrist to hula hoop
Gucci, Prada, Balenciaga
Ah, ah, ooh
Gucci, Prada, Balenciaga
Ah, ah, ooh
I want a different boyfriend for each one of my moods
I want a Birkin bag for my wrist to hula hoop
Gucci, Prada, Balenciaga
Ah, ah, ooh
Gucci, Prada, Balenciaga
Ah, ah, ooh