'Fore we was anything, 'fore you see us Before we was electric, well was Prius Before we ever dreamt it here, nothing to dream of 'Cause let's be honest, you didn't ever think that could be us Now me shaking hands on the carpet in demand hard right like you seeing me on thin air I'm for the night, got no plans on getting free You were Instagraming you and now you're me
See me walk up in the room, I'm the motherfucker what up? (I'm the same motherfucker) And if you're talking to the crew, better know you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't wit us) Did it on our own, they kept us no But now they open up the wherever we go And now we walk up in the room and say motherfuckers what up? (and they say motherfuckers)
I sing a pop song, I rap a rock I sing a-club-banging, make-them-panties-drop I'm show time, I keep it poppin' some popcorn Now watch me money like a motherfuckin' dot com This just how you you see me in your city It's everywhere I go, everybody fucking wit me Yes I'm on top of my game, they all chanting my But I told you if you know me then you I never change
See me walk up in the room, I'm the same what up? (motherfucker what up) And if you're talking to the crew, know you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us) Did it on our own, they kept us no But now open up the doors wherever we go And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers up? (motherfuckers what up?)
It's like I'm still a kid in the back of the Taurus, yes, Waving at some drivers while they scream their choruses Now fast forward, my song flashes across the Is this the life I asked Well fuck it man of course it is I just needed a mic and a I could play on This life's my playground, I'm with a crayon Now how the so cold, no shrinkage No limit on greatness, Dinklage Only getting better bruh, dominate Federer But if you like my lyrics send a letter to the editor His address is 'Fuck You', street is 'Deal Wit It' Make sure you stamp it so I know I still get it Am I a 'Cause every show I sell out I hang around fans 'til they tell me to get the hell out Middle to the haters, tell em shut up So if you feel that let me you say what up!
See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (motherfucker up) And if you're talking to the crew, better know you fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us) Did it on our own, they kept us no But now they open up the wherever we go And now we walk up in the and they say motherfuckers what up? (and they say motherfuckers what up?)