'Fore we was anything, 'fore you see us Before we was electric, well that was we ever dreamt 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 hands on the carpet in demand Sliding hard right you seeing me on thin air I'm wild for the night, got no on getting free You were Instagraming you and now you're me
See me up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (I'm the same motherfucker) And if you're talking to the crew, 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 open up the doors we go And now we walk up in the room and they say what up? (and they say motherfuckers)
I a pop song, I rap a rock song I a-club-banging, make-them-panties-drop song I'm time, I keep it poppin' like some popcorn Now watch me getting money like a dot com This just how you When you see me in city It's like everywhere I go, fucking wit me Yes I'm on top of my game, all chanting my name But I you if you know me then you know I never change
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 telling us no But now they open up the doors we go And now we walk up in the room and say motherfuckers what up? (motherfuckers what up?)
It's like I'm still a kid in the back of the Taurus, yes, Waving at some drivers while they scream their choruses Now fast forward, my flashes 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 play on This life's my playground, I'm Harold with a Now how the drought so cold, no No limit on greatness, Dinklage Only getting better bruh, dominate 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 sure you tramp stamp it so I I still get it Am I a sellout? every show 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 hear you say 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 fucking wit us) Did it on our own, they telling us no But now they open up the doors we go And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers what up? (and they say what up?)