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Intro
G D Am
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Em
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy
G
Been on some fly shit lately
G D
Used to be so damn patient
Am
But now it's 'Fuck you, pay me'
Em
Can't let these motherfuckers phase me
G D
Never let that money change me
D
Ain't the way my momma raised me
C Am
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
verse 1
Em D
Two hundred K and VVS, yellow diamonds
G D
They wanna run up but they won't never find me
D
Sleep right next to the F&N
D
Motherfuckers the government
Am
Shut down all the plotting
Em
One hundred bands on my body
G
Fuck with them boys, touch your body
D
Lil' momma just want my pockets
Am
'Rari take off like a rocket
Bridge
Em
Hold up, you too close
G
I don't know, I don't know ya
D
Had to run it, run it up
Am
How I roll, how I roll, yeah
Em
It's like after you pop off
G
They all act like they know ya
D
And Young Post be like Pablo
Am
And they all love to blow, yeah
Em
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy
G
Been on some fly shit lately
G D
Used to be so damn patient
Am
But now it's 'Fuck you, pay me'
Em
Can't let these motherfuckers phase me
G D
Never let that money change me
D
Ain't the way my momma raised me
C Am
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
verse 2
Am
Two hundred, swerving, dippin', dodge on the highway
G
You may contain me but you won't never stop me
D
On her way to my residence
D
Try message your boo again
D Am
She pullin' up prolly
Am Em
Strally inside of that Bentley
C G
Yeah, come take a tat' on my belly
D
Yeah, people actin' too friendly, man
D
They tryna get dividends
D C
This shit is a problem
Am C D
Yeah, you just be talkin' shit but ain't ever met me
D G
DeChino fucked your bitch and now you resent me
D Am
I know them people but they don't represent me
G Em
Them wastemen, we gonna make 'em all pay
G
They will never stop the plan
D
Eighty jumpin' off my hand
Am
Rollie, rollie, rollie
Am
Bust it open, holy moly
Em
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy
G
Been on some fly shit lately
G D
Used to be so damn patient
Am
But now it's 'Fuck you, pay me'
Em
Can't let these motherfuckers phase me
G D
Never let that money change me
D
Ain't the way my momma raised me
C Am
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
Outro
Em G
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
D Am
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Em G
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
D Am
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Em G D
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Written by Louis Bell/Austin Post