DJ Mustard - Know My Name lyrics

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DJ Mustard - Know My Name lyrics

[Hook: Rich The Kid] I'm a boss, I might flex on a b**h I ain't lying, spend 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 b**h you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide Tell your man don't do you right When I got that money I ain't change up b**h you know my name, I got paper I'm a boss, I might flex on a b**h I ain't lying, spend 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 b**h you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide Tell your man don't do you right When I got that money I ain't change up b**h you know my name, I got paper [Verse 1: Rich The Kid] b**h you know my name, b**h you know my name b**h I'm rich forever, put that on my chain Got these haters mad, we got plenty cash And all them hoes put the money in a paper bag Now these haters too salty Do the math, mourine, that's a ten piece Woke up with a bank on a new day Last night dreaming 'bout a new Wraith Don't she know me? I'm the GOAT like Kobe I got that check and call the j**eler told him freeze me Word around town that I made it Two freaks, one coupe going crazy I did broke that b**h bed now she stalking me Mommy told me more money, more enemies Had to learn that Bring your girl around me, get your b**h snatched [Hook: Rich The Kid] I'm a boss, I might flex on a b**h I ain't lying, spend 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 b**h you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide Tell your man don't do you right When I got that money I ain't change up b**h you know my name, I got paper [Verse 2: RJ] I ain't lying, ayy I ain't lying, ayy I ain't lying Got them eyeing my designs from the side Side eyeing all these dogs from behind Throw a bundle in her girdle, make her hunch over, ayy All these rush for it I'm a boss, she gon' work for it She's the one who hold you down from the first floor, ayy Started from the ground, I'm a vert boy, ayy Slap them rims on it, make them work for it, ayy Spent about a hunnid on the shirt for it This that type a verse with a hayayaya Goyard on my waist Fell out of love, then I jumped in that Wraith Slid in that at the club with my drum on display From my gums to my range, bust down like a layover [Hook: Rich The Kid] I'm a boss, I might flex on a b**h I ain't lying, spend 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 b**h you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide Tell your man don't do you right When I got that money I ain't change up b**h you know my name, I got paper [Verse 3: Rich The Kid] Gotta stay one hunnid, I can't change up b**hes wanna f** me 'cause I'm famous Tell your b**h to leave her face painted She put her number in my phone but I ain't save it Girl I stay one hunnid, I can't change up b**hes wanna f** me 'cause I'm famous Tell your b**h to leave her face painted She put her number in my phone but I ain't save it [Hook: Rich The Kid] I'm a boss, I might flex on a b**h I ain't lying, spend 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 b**h you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide Tell your man don't do you right When I got that money I ain't change up b**h you know my name, I got paper

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