Chris Mattison - Lost Chick Lyrics

She kinda rich off a bio click
But she so dumb I taught her how to use a Firestick
I came over the cable off but the mirrors up
Looking at a pimple she'd gotten and pray it's clearing up
She said lets take some pictures cuz that will cheer her up
She looked away like we ain't plan to take this picture but
Two minutes later she tearing up cuz she posted it
Sponsored by Sephora but now her followers roasting it
Over a little bump on her cheek, she incomplete, she hit delete
Put a filter on and she repost it
Now the club let her in free if she host it now she a hostess
Bartender, part stripper, part tender, and heart tricker
Her concern is bout large figures and star clout
Go through her Instagram stories see what she all about
She gone promote you but you gotta pay a fee
Getting all these fat checks from a flat tummy tea
Any man that she with a ball player or trapper
She found out rappers was broke and started f*cking with actors
No her parents don't speak but they watching her kids
While she chase the spotlight instead of handling biz
She got a Benz and a Porsche but don't know how to drive
She just like the color read and posting pictures instead
Of driving it, economy bad but she surviving it
People fall asleep in the dark she come alive in it

Uh lost chick playing boss chick
You can get it for a cost chick
Uh, and i hope you gotta plan
Hope you do it for yourself like you do it for the gram
You ah
Lost girl playing boss girl
Uh
You can get it for a cost girl
Uh
And i hope you gotta goal
Hope you playing yo position like you playing out a role

I text her what you doing this evening she gotta meeting
But her appointments don't ever start wit no greetings
I think she blocking her blessings while steady chasing her demons
I try to tell her to chill but she don't want me intervening
She said stay outta my business
I never had a daddy I don't need one now she started acting defensive
And her fake friends support what she do they never tell her
They just talk behind her back and then smile when they together
That's lame but can't complain
My friends they do the same
They tell me leave her alone
And I reply that I'm grown
Know she gotta good heart It's big
It's just her ass fatter
And when it come to views and likes only her ass matter
And can you blame her for showing off what's appreciated
And bottle service and sparkles is how she think she made it
Spend every weekend faded
Reminiscing off the nigga from the team she dated
That's in the league and playing
Uh
He get starting time on the starting line
And when he bring her out in public she can start to shine
Then she can conquer all her fears she get married
Have a baby just to divorce in three years
Cuz she ah

Uh lost chick playing boss chick
You can get it for a cost chick
Uh, and i hope you gotta plan
Hope you do it for yourself like you do it for the gram
You ah
Lost girl playing boss girl
Uh
You can get it for a cost girl
Uh
And i hope you gotta goal
Hope you playing yo position like you playing out a role

Lost chick playing boss chick
Lost girl playing lost girl
Trying to make it in the world you know
Can't blame her can't blame her cant blame her
Uh
But won't change her