뮤직 비디오

뮤직 비디오

크레딧

실연 아티스트
Post Malone
Post Malone
보컬
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
프로그래밍
작곡 및 작사
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
작사가 겸 작곡가
Austin Post
Austin Post
작사가 겸 작곡가
Carl Rosen
Carl Rosen
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
프로듀서
Alex Pavone
Alex Pavone
어시스턴트 녹음 엔지니어
MANNY MARROQUIN
MANNY MARROQUIN
믹싱 엔지니어
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
어시스턴트 믹싱 엔지니어
Jeff Jackson
Jeff Jackson
어시스턴트 믹싱 엔지니어
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
마스터링 엔지니어

가사

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
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?
[Verse 1]
Two hundred K and VVS, yellow diamonds
They wanna run up, but they won't never find me
Sleep right next to the F&N
Motherfucker, the government
Shut down all the plotting
One hundred bands on my body
Fuck with them boys, touch your body
Lil' mama just want my pockets
'Rari take off like a rocket
Yeah, hold 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, yeah
[Chorus]
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? Yeah
[Verse 2]
Two hundred, swerving, dippin', Dodge on the highway
You may contain me, but you won't never stop me
On her way to my residence
Try message your boo again
She pullin' up prolly
Yeah, strally 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
[Chorus]
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?
[Outro]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Mmm, yeah
Mmm, yeah
Written by: Austin Post, Carl Rosen, Louis Bell
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