Yeah, yeah, yeah I know my wrist be dancing crazy Been on some fly shit lately Used to be so damn patient But now it's fuck you, pay me Can't let these motherfuckers phase me Never let that money change me Ain't the way my mama raised me Don't mean to brag but can you blame me? 200k and VVS, yellow diamonds They wanna run up but they won't ever find me Sit right next to the F&N, motherfuck the government Sit down and I'm plottin' 100 bands on my body Fuck with them boys, touch a body Lil mama just want my pocket 'Rari take off like a rocket Hold up, you too close I don't know, I don't know ya Had to run it, run it up I will roll, I will roll ya It's like how do you pop off They all act like they know ya And Young Post be like potluck And they all love to blow ya, yeah I know my wrist be dancing crazy Been on some fly shit lately Used to be so damn patient But now it's fuck you, pay me Can't let these motherfuckers phase me Never let that money change me Ain't the way my mama raised me Don't mean to brag but can you blame me? 200, swerving, dipping, dodge on the highway You make contain me but you won't ever stop me On the way to my residence Try message your boo again She pull it, no problem Yeah, sturdy inside of that Benz Yeah, come take a tatt on my Bentley Yeah, people acting too friendly man They tryna get dividends This shit is a problem Yeah, you just be talking shit but ain't no minute man Fucked your bitch and now you resent me I know them people but they don't represent me Them boys, man, we gon' make 'em all pay They will never stop the plan Haters jumping on my hand Rolling, rolling, rolling Bust it open Holy moly I know my wrist be dancing crazy Been on some fly shit lately Used to be so damn patient But now it's fuck you, pay me Can't let these motherfuckers phase me Never let that money change me Ain't the way my mama raised me Don't mean to brag but can you blame me? Oh, oh, oh, oh, woahh Oh, oh, oh, oh, woahh Oh, oh, oh, oh, woahh Oh, oh, oh, oh