[VERSE 1] She don’t do direct light — nah, she bougie Lives in a clay pot like it’s Gucci Filtered shade, never felt the rain And if it drop below 60, I’m bringin’ her in again White ceramic throne on a teakwood table Her name’s “Snowdrop,” don’t get it twisted with Mabel Got a lil’ fan blowin’ mist on her curls She don’t grow fast, but she ownin’ the world [CHORUS – call & response chant] Porch Princess! (Uh!) She don’t stress! (Nah!) New leaf pop? (Yes!) In that dress! (Woo!) Porch Princess! (Flex!) Summer stayin’ (Yup!) You mistin’ daily (Of course!) She ain't playin’ (Not even!) [VERSE 2] Came from a trade, said “no ID” But she turned out lookin’ like royalty Five foot leaf span, edge so crisp Neighbors stop walkin’ just to blow her a kiss Won’t let her touch dirt, she hydro elite Catch her on the porch with a soft light beat No pest, no stress, no roots outta line She the type of plant make your wishlist cry [CHORUS – repeat with swagger] Porch Princess! (That light glow!) Cult finesse! (You already know!) Got that shade! (Cool like breeze!) We bow down! (To them leaves!) [OUTRO – spoken w/ beat fade] You think you rare? She was rare before the import ban. She’s got a playlist. She’s got a humidistat. She don’t need a grow light… The sun comes to her.
