Patient
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I know my wrist be dancin' 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 momma raised me
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
Two hundred K and VVS, yellow diamonds
They wanna run up but they won't ever find me
Sleep right next to the F&N
Motherfuck the government
Sit down and I'm plottin'
One hundred bands on my body
Fuck with them boys, catch a body
Lil' momma just want my pocket
'Rari take off like a rocket
Hol' up, you too close
I don't know, I don't know ya'
Had to run it, run it up
How I roll, how I roll, yeah
It's like after you pop off
They all act like they know ya'
And Young Post be like Pablo
And they all love to blow ya', yeah
I know my wrist be dancin' 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 momma raised me
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
Two hundred, swerving, dippin', dodge on the highway
You may contain me but you won't ever stop me
On the way to my residence
Try message your boo again
She pullin' up prolly
Yeah, sturdy inside of that Bentley
Yeah, come take a tat' on my belly
Yeah, people actin' too friendly, man
They tryna get dividends
This shit is a problem
Yeah, you just be talkin' shit but ain't ever met me
DeChino fucked your bitch and now you resent me
I know them people but they don't represent me
Them wastemen, we gonna make 'em all pay
They will never stop the plan
Eighty jumpin' off my hand
Rollie, rollie, rollie
Bust it open, holy moly
I know my wrist be dancin' 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 momma raised me
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I know my wrist be dancin' 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 momma raised me
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
Two hundred K and VVS, yellow diamonds
They wanna run up but they won't ever find me
Sleep right next to the F&N
Motherfuck the government
Sit down and I'm plottin'
One hundred bands on my body
Fuck with them boys, catch a body
Lil' momma just want my pocket
'Rari take off like a rocket
Hol' up, you too close
I don't know, I don't know ya'
Had to run it, run it up
How I roll, how I roll, yeah
It's like after you pop off
They all act like they know ya'
And Young Post be like Pablo
And they all love to blow ya', yeah
I know my wrist be dancin' 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 momma raised me
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
Two hundred, swerving, dippin', dodge on the highway
You may contain me but you won't ever stop me
On the way to my residence
Try message your boo again
She pullin' up prolly
Yeah, sturdy inside of that Bentley
Yeah, come take a tat' on my belly
Yeah, people actin' too friendly, man
They tryna get dividends
This shit is a problem
Yeah, you just be talkin' shit but ain't ever met me
DeChino fucked your bitch and now you resent me
I know them people but they don't represent me
Them wastemen, we gonna make 'em all pay
They will never stop the plan
Eighty jumpin' off my hand
Rollie, rollie, rollie
Bust it open, holy moly
I know my wrist be dancin' 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 momma raised me
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Carl Austin Rosen, Louis Russell Bell, Austin Richard Post
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