Lyrics
Don't worry
She a cold beaver, saucy chocolate
She move solito, how she poppy
More money, more problems, be missing her closet
She just tryna work for all them days she was starving
Left her bag in the past, she don't wanna hurt
On the path where she see the stars through the dirt
Her respect and dollar bags, always gon' come first
Never seen a **** that look better than them fans in her purse
I ain't never switched a coat up, I been finding closure
Money got my peace, mine ain't peening for exposure
Through all the ups and downs
My heart keep getting colder
I might just crash out, that's why I keep a chauffeur
Save my energy, too much weight been on my shoulders
To say you pray for me, but call me crazy when I spoke up
Play me in my face to ease my mind, I went and pulled her
Now you tryna glitch it up around us, now you can't
She be wildin', playin' true for keys
**** callin' like we ain't spoke in weeks
She duck and dodge, I'm gon' play her by her piece
Boy, you can't control her, mm, mm
She be bustin' out, tryna hide the pain
Put her heart right on her sleeve
Could've chilled out by five more months
How bout we work these keys?
She a real called diva, Don't mind her pop out brand new spaghetti
Do it for the country, bitches tryna get they cheese
Pop it for me, daddy, help me smile through the hurt
How you tryna claim it, but went down through the work?
Once I'm done, it's settled, we can never go reverse
Boy, you can't control her, mm, mm
She be wildin', playin' she's for keeps
**** callin' like we ain't spoke in weeks
She duck and dodge
I'm done playin' by her piece
Boy, you can't control her, mm, mm
She be wildin', playin' she's for keeps
**** callin' like we ain't spoke in weeks
She duck and dodge
I'm done playin' by her piece
Boy, you can't control her, mm, mm
Written by: Jaida Roby, Yo Riley
