'Fore we was anything, 'fore you see us we was electric, well that was Prius Before we ever it here, it's nothing to dream of 'Cause let's be honest, you didn't ever think that could be us Now watch me shaking hands on the in demand hard right like you seeing me on thin air I'm wild for the night, got no plans on free You Instagraming you and now you're Instagraming me
See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (I'm the motherfucker) 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, kept telling us no But now they open up the doors we go And now we up in the room and they 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' like some Now watch me money like a motherfuckin' dot com just how you know When you see me in your It's like I go, everybody fucking wit me Yes I'm on top of my game, they all chanting my But I you if you know me then you know 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, better 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 what up? (motherfuckers what up?)
It's like I'm a kid in the back of the Ford Taurus, yes, Waving at drivers while they scream their favorite choruses Now fast forward, my song flashes the dashboard Is the life I asked for? Well fuck it man of course it is I just needed a mic and a stage I could on life's my playground, I'm Harold with a crayon Now how the so cold, no shrinkage No limit on greatness, Dinklage getting better bruh, dominate like Federer But if you don't like my lyrics send a letter to the His address is You', street name is 'Deal Wit It' Make you tramp stamp it so I know I still get it Am I a sellout? 'Cause every I sell out I hang around with fans 'til 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 what up? (motherfucker what up) 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 telling us no But now open up the doors wherever we go And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers up? (and they say motherfuckers what up?)