音乐视频
音乐视频
制作
出演艺人
Mustard
表演者
作曲和作词
Rich The Kid
词曲作者
Dijon McFarlane
词曲作者
Rodney J. Brown Jr.
词曲作者
制作和工程
Mustard
制作人
David Pizzimenti
录音工程师
Jaycen Joshua
混音工程师
Maddox Chhim
助理混音工程师
David Nakaji
助理混音工程师
歌词
[Verse 1]
I'm a boss, I might flex on a bitch (Flex)
I ain't lyin', spent a grip on my wrist
If she bad, I might take her to the red carpet
Bought a car, now I'm tryna learn how to start it
Bitch, you know my name, pop up, hit it, then I slide
Say your man don't do you right
When I got that money, I ain't change up (I ain't change up)
Bitch, you know my name, I got paper
[Verse 2]
I'm a boss, I might flex on a bitch (Flex)
I ain't lyin', spent a grip on my wrist
If she bad, I might take her to the red carpet
Bought a car, now I'm tryna learn how to start it
Bitch, you know my name, pop up, hit it, then I slide
Say your man don't do you right
When I got that money, I ain't change up (I ain't change up)
Bitch, you know my name, I got paper
[Verse 3]
Bitch, you know my name, bitch you know my name
Bitch, I'm rich forever, put that on my chain (Ice)
Got these haters mad, we got plenty cash
And I was hustlin', put the money in a paper bag
Now these haters too salty
Do the math, Maureen, that's a ten piece
Woke up wit' a bank roll, a new day
Last night, dreamed about a new Wraith
[Verse 4]
Then she know me, I'm the GOAT like Kobe (GOAT)
I got that check and called my jeweler, told him freeze me
Word around town that I made it
Two freaks, one coupe, goin' crazy
I done broke the bitch bed, now she stalkin' me (Stalkin' me)
Mama told me more money, more enemies
Had to learn that
Bring your girl 'round me, get your bitch snatched
[Verse 5]
I'm a boss, I might flex on a bitch (Flex)
I ain't lyin', spent a grip on my wrist
If she bad, I might take her to the red carpet
Bought a car, now I'm tryna learn how to start it
Bitch, you know my name, pop up, hit it, then I slide
Say your man don't do you right
When I got that money, I ain't change up (I ain't change up)
Bitch, you know my name, I got paper
[Verse 6]
Hey, oh, I ain't lyin, ay, I ain't lyin'
Hey, I ain't lyin'
Got 'em eyin' my designs from the side
Side-eyein' all these dogs from behind
Throw a bundle in her girdle, make her hunch over
Hey, all these rush for it
I'm a boss, she gon' work for it
She don't wanna hold you down from the first floor, ay
Started from the ground, I'm a vert boy, ay
Slap the rims on it, make it worth more, ay
Spent about a hunnid on the shirt for it, ay
This that type of verse for the high-ay-ay-ay-ay
Goyard on my waist
Fell outta love, then I jumped in that Wraith
Slid in the club with that drum on display
From my gums to my rings, bust it out like a layover, yeah, yeah
[Verse 7]
I'm a boss, I might flex on a bitch (Flex)
I ain't lyin', spent a grip on my wrist
If she bad, I might take her to the red carpet
Bought a car, now I'm tryna learn how to start it
Bitch, you know my name, pop up, hit it, then I slide
Say your man don't do you right
When I got that money, I ain't change up (I ain't change up)
Bitch, you know my name, I got paper
[Verse 8]
Gotta stay one hunnid, I can't change up
Bitches wanna fuck me 'cause I'm famous
Tell your bitch to leave her face painted
She put her number in my phone, but I ain't save it
Gotta stay one hunnid, I can't change up
Bitches wanna fuck me 'cause I'm famous
Tell your bitch to leave her face painted
She put her number in my phone, but I ain't save it
[Verse 9]
I'm a boss, I might flex on a bitch (Flex)
I ain't lyin', spent a grip on my wrist
If she bad, I might take her to the red carpet
Bought a car, now I'm tryna learn how to start it
Bitch, you know my name, pop up, hit it, then I slide
Say your man don't do you right
When I got that money, I ain't change up (I ain't change up)
Bitch, you know my name, I got paper
[Verse 10]
I don't care what no bitch say
You cannot tell me my dick is little
Unless you can deep-throat my whole dick
Bitch, you buggin' out, ****
If it's little, deep-throat it
Written by: Dijon McFarlane, Dimitri Roger, Rodney J. Brown Jr.