Lyrics from Live Performance

[Chorus: Kurtis Wells]
She is the air that I breathe
She keeps the star in the [?]
My, baby, baby, her favorite color
She is the air that I breathe

[Verse 1: Rich Brian]
Aye, you can never fuck my girl, 'cause if you did she wasn't mine
Does she really see me in my soul, or is it dollar signs?
Either way she gripped upon this pole [?] in sixty-five
It's cold, I'm tryna better my self control
And if you see me out with a girl
Please ask for a picture, 'cause they love seeing that shit
Although they nеver admit and then she might lеt me hit
And then she might let me fix, all of her issues
But certain situations you got to do alone
My therapist just quit his job, I only got my songs
He said, I got a tendency for solving all these homes
I didn't like what he just said, I'm tryna prove 'em wrong
But all my past girlfriends come from a broken home

[Chorus: Kurtis Wells]
She is the air that I breathe
She keeps the star in the [?]
My, baby, baby, her favorite color
She gives me all that I need
[Verse 2: Rich Brian]
Damn, how you go and fuck up a good thing?
You question every move she make, no matter what proof brings
Fancy gassing up yourself like, "As you should king"
I ain't even paint the whole picture, I got a history of fumblin' bitches
Man I should just be humbling bitches
Sense of humor always peaking interest, she was a pro at that
Hard work had made me go harder, man she ain't hold me back
Some of yall got ho's in that bag, and then they only that
I can't even get in my roof lord
Would've worked a nine-to-five just walked in the shoes more
Pussy been the number one thing in my food source
But we ain't touching, unless you use her as a mood board
Forget about it

[Chorus: Kurtis Wells]
She is the air that I breathe
She keeps the star in the [?]
My, baby, baby, her favorite color
She gives me all that I need