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mustard - know my name lyrics

[hook: rich the kid]
i’m a boss, i might flex on a b-tch
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-tch 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-tch you know my name, i got paper
i’m a boss, i might flex on a b-tch
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-tch 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-tch you know my name, i got paper

[verse 1: rich the kid]
b-tch you know my name, b-tch you know my name
b-tch 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 jeweler told him freeze me
word around town that i made it
two freaks, one coupe going crazy
i did broke that b-tch bed now she stalking me
mommy told me more money, more enemies
had to learn that
bring your girl around me, get your b-tch snatched

[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 worth more, ayy
spent about a hunnid on the shirt for it, ayy
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

[verse 3: rich the kid]
gotta stay one hunnid, i can’t change up
b-tches wanna f-ck me ’cause i’m famous
tell your b-tch 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-tches wanna f-ck me ’cause i’m famous
tell your b-tch to leave her face painted
she put her number in my phone but i ain’t save it

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