Lyrics Rich Girl Problems - Brooklyn Queen

Rich Girl Problems

I got Rich Girl Problems
Can a real boy slove’em
I got Rich Girl Problems
Wake up in the Morning I strech, I’m rich
No worry’s in the world, No bills, No rent
I got Rich Girl Problems
Hair gotta be on Fleek
Eyebrows Nails Gotta be on Fleek
My face stay on Fleek
Cause I get that beauty Sleep
I keep up with Fashion
Shoop’in is a Passion, On my birthday I be cashin!
5s, 10s, 15s, 20s
I’m a little Queen.
But I like Big Money, Big Money
Big Fece, Big Dreams
Big Person, Bigger Ring
I got Rich Girl Problems
I got Rich Girl problems
I’m a Diva with the turmination
A keep an «A» in my math class
Cause you know I like to count Cash
Stackin my Chicken
Follow my mission
Paying my Fool
Dr.Desion
I’m not dreamin of an Apple Watch
I need a Roley
That keep shinin like…
My family, that’s full of fun
My life, that’s full of fun
My awards already done
My account, that’s full of fun
Remember I can have it
If it’s in my reach than I grab it
I got Rich Girl problems
I got Rich Girl problems
(Like seriously come on I’ve been waiting for 5 minutes)
It doesn’t take that long to give a rich girl a coffee