作词 : Louis Bell/Austin Post/Carl Rosen 作曲 : Louis Bell/Austin Post/Carl Rosen [Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus] Yeah, I know my wrist be dancin' crazy (Crazy) Been on some fly shit lately (Lately) Used to be so damn patient (Patient) But now it's "**** you, pay me" (Pay me) Can't let these mother****ers phase me (Phase me) Never let that money change me (Change me) Ain't the way my mama raised me (Raised me) Don't mean to brag, but can you blame me? (Yeah)
[Verse 1] Two hundred K and VVS, yellow diamonds (Skrrt, skrrt) They wanna run up but they won't never find me (No way) Sleep right next to the F&N, mother****ers the government Shut down all the plotting (Bop, bop, bop, uh) One hundred bands on my body (Ooh, ooh) Yeah, **** with them boys, touch your body (Touch your body, touch your) Lil' mama just want my pockets (Outta pocket) Yeah, 'Rari take off like a rocket (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Yeah, hold up, you too close (You too close) I don't know, I don't know ya (I don't know ya, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Had to run it, run it up (Run it up) How I roll, how I roll, yeah (That's how I roll) It's like after you pop off (Pop off) They all act like they know ya (They know ya) And Young Post be like Pablo (Like Pablo) And they all love to blow, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus] I know my wrist be dancin' crazy (Whoa) Been on some fly shit lately (Whoa) Used to be so damn patient (Whoa) But now it's "**** you, pay me" (Yeah) Can't let these mother****ers phase me (Whoa) Never let that money change me Ain't the way my mama raised me (Whoa) Don't mean to brag, but can you blame me? (Yeah)
[Verse 2] Two hundred, swerving, dippin', dodge on the highway (Skrrt) You may contain me but you won't never stop me (No) On her way to my residence (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Try message your boo again She pullin' up prolly (Pullin' up prolly) Yeah, strally inside of that Bentley (Inside that Bentley) Yeah, come take a tat' on my belly (Bow, bow) Yeah, people actin' too friendly, man They tryna get dividends (Yeah) This shit is a problem (This shit's a problem) Yeah, you just be talkin' shit but ain't ever met me (Whoa) DeChino ****ed your bitch and now you resent me (Whoa) I know them people but they don't represent me (Whoa) Them wastemen, we gonna make 'em all pay (Yeah, whoa) They will never stop the plan Eighty jumpin' off my hand Rollie, Rollie, Rollie (Rollie, Rollie) Bust it open (Bust it open), holy moly (Holy moly)
[Chorus] I know my wrist be dancin' crazy (Whoa) Been on some fly shit lately (Lately) Used to be so damn patient (Whoa) But now it's "**** you, pay me" (Whoa) Can't let these mother****ers phase me (Phase me) Never let that money change me Ain't the way my mama raised me (Raised me) Don't mean to brag, but can you blame me? (Yeah)
作词 : Louis Bell/Austin Post/Carl Rosen 作曲 : Louis Bell/Austin Post/Carl Rosen [Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus] Yeah, I know my wrist be dancin' crazy (Crazy) Been on some fly shit lately (Lately) Used to be so damn patient (Patient) But now it's "**** you, pay me" (Pay me) Can't let these mother****ers phase me (Phase me) Never let that money change me (Change me) Ain't the way my mama raised me (Raised me) Don't mean to brag, but can you blame me? (Yeah)
[Verse 1] Two hundred K and VVS, yellow diamonds (Skrrt, skrrt) They wanna run up but they won't never find me (No way) Sleep right next to the F&N, mother****ers the government Shut down all the plotting (Bop, bop, bop, uh) One hundred bands on my body (Ooh, ooh) Yeah, **** with them boys, touch your body (Touch your body, touch your) Lil' mama just want my pockets (Outta pocket) Yeah, 'Rari take off like a rocket (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Yeah, hold up, you too close (You too close) I don't know, I don't know ya (I don't know ya, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Had to run it, run it up (Run it up) How I roll, how I roll, yeah (That's how I roll) It's like after you pop off (Pop off) They all act like they know ya (They know ya) And Young Post be like Pablo (Like Pablo) And they all love to blow, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus] I know my wrist be dancin' crazy (Whoa) Been on some fly shit lately (Whoa) Used to be so damn patient (Whoa) But now it's "**** you, pay me" (Yeah) Can't let these mother****ers phase me (Whoa) Never let that money change me Ain't the way my mama raised me (Whoa) Don't mean to brag, but can you blame me? (Yeah)
[Verse 2] Two hundred, swerving, dippin', dodge on the highway (Skrrt) You may contain me but you won't never stop me (No) On her way to my residence (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Try message your boo again She pullin' up prolly (Pullin' up prolly) Yeah, strally inside of that Bentley (Inside that Bentley) Yeah, come take a tat' on my belly (Bow, bow) Yeah, people actin' too friendly, man They tryna get dividends (Yeah) This shit is a problem (This shit's a problem) Yeah, you just be talkin' shit but ain't ever met me (Whoa) DeChino ****ed your bitch and now you resent me (Whoa) I know them people but they don't represent me (Whoa) Them wastemen, we gonna make 'em all pay (Yeah, whoa) They will never stop the plan Eighty jumpin' off my hand Rollie, Rollie, Rollie (Rollie, Rollie) Bust it open (Bust it open), holy moly (Holy moly)
[Chorus] I know my wrist be dancin' crazy (Whoa) Been on some fly shit lately (Lately) Used to be so damn patient (Whoa) But now it's "**** you, pay me" (Whoa) Can't let these mother****ers phase me (Phase me) Never let that money change me Ain't the way my mama raised me (Raised me) Don't mean to brag, but can you blame me? (Yeah)
