'Fore we was anything, 'fore you see us Before we was electric, well was Prius Before we ever it here, it's nothing to dream of let's be honest, you didn't ever think that this could be us Now watch me shaking on the carpet in demand Sliding hard right like you me on thin air I'm for the night, got no plans on getting free You Instagraming you and now you're Instagraming me
See me up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (I'm the same motherfucker) And if you're to the crew, better know you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us) Did it on our own, kept telling us no But now they up the doors 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, song I'm show time, I keep it poppin' like popcorn Now watch me getting money like a dot com just how you know When you see me in your It's everywhere I go, everybody fucking wit me Yes I'm on top of my game, they all my name But I told you if you know me then you know I never
See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker up? (motherfucker what up) And if you're talking to the crew, better know you ain't 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 motherfuckers what up? (motherfuckers up?)
It's like I'm still a kid in the of the Ford Taurus, yes, Waving at some drivers while they scream their favorite Now fast forward, my flashes across the dashboard Is this the life I for? Well fuck it man of course it is I just a mic and a stage I could play on This my playground, I'm Harold with a crayon Now how the drought so cold, no No size on greatness, Dinklage Only better bruh, dominate like Federer But if you don't like my lyrics send a 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 sellout? 'Cause show I sell out I hang around with 'til they tell me to get the hell out finger 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, kept 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?)