Yeah, yeah Yeah Turned twenty one in the club with the motherfucking girls on a Thursday She just wanna dance, she just wanna get lit barely her way She don't wanna drink, she don't want a blunt, she just wanna fuck them boys up She just wanna do her thing And never fall in love And never fall in love And never fall in love And never fall in love She just wanna do her thing And never fall in love And never fall in love And never fall in love With a dude who could trip while she do her thing Late with the red dough All she do is spend Whipping in the rental, buying for a friend Living on a budget, turning up all week like "fuck it" Getting in too deep, getting lucky Parents got a fortune and they never let her touch it Spend what she make then she make money right back Square one, how you like that? Text with a man who will write back Send a booty pic like "yeah, bet you'll like that, like that" She don't care about a ring, she just wanna do her thing with it When they judge all the bitches in the room she'll always be her own worst critic Red bottoms with the LV New purse with the LV House party out in Long Beach, with her day ones smoking on hemp trees Don't get 'em already, on the Gram, on the Twitter, on the Snapchat Made back on the man with the cheddar Bunch of bitches come around but she kill it now She turned twenty one in the club with the motherfucking girls on a Thursday She just wanna dance, she just wanna get lit barely her way She don't wanna drink, she don't want a blunt, she just wanna fuck them boys up She just wanna do her thing And never fall in love And never fall in love And never fall in love And never fall in love She just wanna do her thing And never fall in love And never fall in love And never fall in love With a dude who could trip while she do her thing Old money at the bank still, she living at the spot, oh Got a crib in the Black Hills, but she came from Chicago She ain't tryna go back, homemade Looking hella paid in a Thursday throwback She just wanna do what's cool at the moment Rent a house and a whip but she never ever owned it She been fly though, got her eyes low Got her hair done, nails done, little summertime, post fly though She just wanna do her thing, she just wanna do her thing She just want a couch on her house on the beach She don't want a kid, she'll be happy with her needs Let me slide through the crib all cool with it You know I'm a fool with it, freak I'm 'a howl at the moon with it Break a couple rules in the pool with it, show you something new with it Eat it like I shoulda been a food critic Bend it over in the kitchen at your condo, I know you just wanna do your thing She turned twenty one in the club with the motherfucking girls on a Thursday She just wanna dance, she just wanna get lit barely her way She don't wanna drink, she don't want a blunt, she just wanna fuck them boys up She just wanna do her thing And never fall in love And never fall in love And never fall in love And never fall in love She just wanna do her thing And never fall in love And never fall in love And never fall in love With a dude who could trip while she do her thing And never fall in love