Who's She (feat. Georgie Buckland & Lloyd Davies) Lyrics

A snapshot on the carpet, the rumors start to swirl
She sat front row at the Jacob's show, who is that girl?
She sails through the doors, she knows what to say
She wears Michael Kors and Cartier
She's hard to forget, she's tough to ignore
No, I don't believe we've met before

I catch myself in the limelight and I'm like
Damn, who's she?
She seems like someone with a place to be
She's low-key livin' the high life, and I'm like
Whoa, who's she?

She must be some kind of VIP
Who's that? Yeah, her, who's she?

The kid that no one wanted, rejected and unknown
It took some time, but finally, I'm coming into my own, oh
The convos are great, the Cosmos, they're free
The guys are how do you say? (Sexy)
Yeah
They love what I wear, support my career
And I didn't meet them sophomore year

I catch myself in the limelight and I'm like
Damn, who's she? (Who's she?)
She left her baggage back in NYC
I catch her having a nice time and I'm like
Nate? Who's he? (Who's he?)
I'm seeing all the possibility (all the possibility, who's that?)
(Yeah, her, who's she?) Who's she?

White hot! She's some flashy fashionista
Big shot, will France ever be the same?
One of the jet set that we haven't met yet
I need to know her name
It's Andréa

I catch myself in the limelight and I'm like
Damn, that's me
One more power player in Paris
Yeah, I've been thinking it's high time that I'm like
Yeah, who is she?
The person Andy Sachs wants to be?
Who's that? (Who's that?)
Yeah, her (yeah, her)
Who's she?
She's me