"WHAT!" lyrics
Ah
Ah-ah
Got my bichon frisé riding in my customized Birkin
Strolling down the Champs-Élysées
That's how I put the work in
Life is hard, caviar
Pour the champagne and sip it up
Every fit I'm in make a statement
I'm that girl never basic
(Ah) Lowkey I feel kinda jet-lagged like I just stepped off a jet (Yeah)
And I'm runnin' outta patience down to my last sugar rush
Turn the phone off don't disturb me
Stop the photos, you ain't worthy
If I do it, I do it loudly
On the tables I'm getting rowdy (Yeah)
They ain't never seen nobody so exciting
Got them thinking I must be toxic
First they love me then they hate me, so ironic
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? Wh-what?
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) Wh-what?
(Ah-ah) Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
I keep getting DMs from these F1 drivers again
They always asking what I'm doin' every single weekend
I'm livin' la vida loca I ain't playing no game
Private jet, meditate, that's the best medicine
(Ah) Oh, my daddy would hate me if he found out where I am (Yeah)
Now it's 4 a.m. I'm way too lit and that was the plan
Turn the phone off don't disturb me
Stop the photos, you ain't worthy
If I do it, I do it loudly
On the tables I'm getting rowdy (Yeah)
They ain't never seen nobody so exciting
Got them thinking I must be toxic (Oh-oh)
First they love me then they hate me, so ironic
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) Wh-what?
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) Wh-what?
(Ah-ah) Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) Wh-what?
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) Wh-what? (Ooh)
(Ah-ah) Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What?
Ah-ah
Got my bichon frisé riding in my customized Birkin
Strolling down the Champs-Élysées
That's how I put the work in
Life is hard, caviar
Pour the champagne and sip it up
Every fit I'm in make a statement
I'm that girl never basic
(Ah) Lowkey I feel kinda jet-lagged like I just stepped off a jet (Yeah)
And I'm runnin' outta patience down to my last sugar rush
Turn the phone off don't disturb me
Stop the photos, you ain't worthy
If I do it, I do it loudly
On the tables I'm getting rowdy (Yeah)
They ain't never seen nobody so exciting
Got them thinking I must be toxic
First they love me then they hate me, so ironic
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? Wh-what?
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) Wh-what?
(Ah-ah) Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
I keep getting DMs from these F1 drivers again
They always asking what I'm doin' every single weekend
I'm livin' la vida loca I ain't playing no game
Private jet, meditate, that's the best medicine
(Ah) Oh, my daddy would hate me if he found out where I am (Yeah)
Now it's 4 a.m. I'm way too lit and that was the plan
Turn the phone off don't disturb me
Stop the photos, you ain't worthy
If I do it, I do it loudly
On the tables I'm getting rowdy (Yeah)
They ain't never seen nobody so exciting
Got them thinking I must be toxic (Oh-oh)
First they love me then they hate me, so ironic
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) Wh-what?
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) Wh-what?
(Ah-ah) Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) Wh-what?
Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What? Wh-what? (What? What?) Wh-what? (Ooh)
(Ah-ah) Camera's flashing they all got me sayin'
What?
