Intro
A     E     Bm 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
 
Chorus
F#m 
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy 
A 
Been on some fly shit lately 
A                  E 
Used to be so damn patient 
        Bm 
But now it's "F*ck you, pay me" 
F#m 
Can't let these motherf*ckers phase me 
A                           E 
Never let that money change me 
E 
Ain't the way my momma raised me 
D                      Bm 
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me? 
 
Verse 1
F#m                            E 
Two hundred K and VVS, yellow diamonds 
A                                      E 
They wanna run up but they won't never find me 
E 
Sleep right next to the F&N 
E 
Motherf*ckers the government 
Bm 
Shut down all the plotting 
F#m 
One hundred bands on my body 
A 
F*ck with them boys, touch your body 
E 
Lil' momma just want my pockets 
Bm 
'Rari take off like a rocket 
 
Bridge
F#m 
Hold up, you too close 
A 
I don't know, I don't know ya 
E 
Had to run it, run it up 
Bm 
How I roll, how I roll, yeah 
F#m 
It's like after you pop off 
A 
They all act like they know ya 
E 
And Young Post be like Pablo 
Bm 
And they all love to blow, yeah 
 
Chorus
F#m 
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy 
A 
Been on some fly shit lately 
A                  E 
Used to be so damn patient 
        Bm 
But now it's "F*ck you, pay me" 
F#m 
Can't let these motherf*ckers phase me 
A                           E 
Never let that money change me 
E 
Ain't the way my momma raised me 
D                      Bm 
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me? 
 
Verse 2
Bm 
Two hundred, swerving, dippin', dodge on the highway 
                   A 
You may contain me but you won't never stop me 
E 
On her way to my residence 
E 
Try message your boo again 
E                   Bm 
She pullin' up prolly 
Bm        F#m 
Strally inside of that Bentley 
D     A 
Yeah, come take a tat' on my belly 
E 
Yeah, people actin' too friendly, man 
E 
They tryna get dividends 
E              D 
This shit is a problem 
Bm                                 D              E 
Yeah, you just be talkin' shit but ain't ever met me 
E       A 
DeChino f*cked your bitch and now you resent me 
E                                      Bm 
I know them people but they don't represent me 
                        A            F#m 
Them wastemen, we gonna make 'em all pay 
A 
They will never stop the plan 
                      E 
Eighty jumpin' off my hand 
                Bm 
Rollie, rollie, rollie 
Bm 
Bust it open, holy moly 
 
Chorus
F#m 
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy 
A 
Been on some fly shit lately 
A                  E 
Used to be so damn patient 
        Bm 
But now it's "F*ck you, pay me" 
F#m 
Can't let these motherf*ckers phase me 
A                           E 
Never let that money change me 
E 
Ain't the way my momma raised me 
D                      Bm 
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me? 
 
Outro
F#m          A 
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah 
E           Bm 
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah 
F#m          A 
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah 
E           Bm 
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah 
F#m          A      E 
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh