'Fore we was anything, 'fore you see us Before we was electric, well that was Before we ever dreamt it here, nothing to dream of 'Cause let's be honest, you didn't ever think that this be us Now me shaking hands 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 were you and now you're Instagraming me
See me walk up in the room, I'm the same what up? (I'm the same motherfucker) 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 up the doors wherever we go And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers up? (and they say motherfuckers)
I a pop song, I rap a rock song I sing a-club-banging, make-them-panties-drop I'm show time, I keep it poppin' like popcorn Now watch me money like a motherfuckin' dot com This just how you When you see me in your like everywhere I go, everybody fucking wit me Yes I'm on top of my game, all chanting my name But I told you if you know me then you know I change
See me walk up in the room, I'm the motherfucker what 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 telling us no But now they up the doors wherever we go And now we walk up in the room and they say what up? (motherfuckers what up?)
It's like I'm still a kid in the of the Ford Taurus, yes, Waving at drivers while they scream their favorite choruses Now fast forward, my song flashes the dashboard Is this the life I asked for? Well 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 so cold, no shrinkage No size limit on greatness, Only getting better bruh, dominate Federer But if you don't like my send a letter to the editor His address is 'Fuck You', name is 'Deal Wit It' sure you tramp stamp it so I know I still get it Am I a 'Cause every show I sell out I hang around fans 'til they tell me to get the hell out Middle to the haters, tell em shut up So if you feel let me hear you say what up!
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 telling us no But now they up the doors wherever we go And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers what up? (and they say what up?)