Airhead

She call me an asshole, yeah Top floor chilling look through glass walls, yeah $5K coming through her Cashapp, damn And she won't tell me where she work at My girl shops at Trader Joe's all day (day) Pop pills and she pop that (whoa) for me (whoa) I don't understand how you get paid And you won't say 'Cause you been taking pictures with them glass walls on top floors Hit Coachella with an eight-ball, she ain't pay for it That's a Tesla, she got no job and she speed in it All she do is complain, complain, complain (oh, my God) Yeah, yeah She call me an asshole, yeah Top floor chilling look through glass walls, yeah $5K coming through her Cashapp, damn And she won't tell me where she work at (work at) She call me an asshole, yeah Top floor chilling look through glass walls, yeah $5K coming through her Cashapp, damn And she won't tell me where she work at She using me for my (whoa) and she want more She Uber Eats all her shit to the front door And truthfully I don't mind so I slide Slide All she do is yoga in Lulu's, I swear I still use her Netflix and Hulu, that's fair My girl doesn't work, all play And she won't say And she won't ever tell me everything I want We fuck all day She'll take that chance and hope I stay She checks my phone when I'm away So, I checked hers and she called me She call me an asshole, yeah Top floor chilling look through glass walls, yeah $5K coming through her Cashapp, damn And she won't tell me where she work at (work at) She call me an asshole, yeah Top floor chilling look through glass walls, yeah no $5K coming through her Cashapp, damn And she won't tell me where she work at