Intro 
G     D     Am 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 


[Refrão]
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 
 

[Refrão]
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 
 

[Refrão]
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