'Fore we was anything, you could 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 that this could be us Now watch me shaking hands on the carpet in Sliding hard right 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, kept telling us no But now they open up the doors we go And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers 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 getting money a motherfuckin' dot com just how you know When you see me in your It's like everywhere I go, everybody 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 motherfucker what up? (motherfucker up) And if talking to the crew, better 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 I'm still a kid in the back of the Ford Taurus, yes, Waving at drivers while they scream their favorite choruses Now fast forward, my song across the dashboard Is this the life I for? Well fuck it man of course it is I just needed a mic and a stage I could on This life's my playground, I'm Harold a crayon Now how the drought so cold, no No size on greatness, Dinklage getting better bruh, dominate like Federer But if you don't my lyrics send a letter to the editor His address is 'Fuck You', street is 'Deal Wit It' Make sure you tramp it so I know I still get it Am I a 'Cause every show I sell out I hang around with fans 'til they me to get the hell out finger to the haters, tell em shut up So if you feel that let me hear you say 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 you ain't 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 room and they say what up? (and they say motherfuckers what up?)