Know My Name Lyrics - Dj Mustard

I'm a boss, I might flex on a bitch 

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 drive it 

Bitch 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 

Bitch you know my name, I got paper 

I'm a boss, I might flex on a bitch 

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 drive it 

Bitch 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 

Bitch you know my name, I got paper 

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Bitch you know my name, bitch you know my name 

Bitch I'm rich forever, put that on my chain 

Why these haters mad? We got plenty cash 

And all them hoes put the money in a paper bag 

All 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 race 

Does she know me? I'm the GOAT like Kobe 

I got that check and call the jeweler, come freeze me 

Word around town like I made it 

Two freaks, one coupe going crazy 

I did broke that bitch bed now she stalking me 

Mommy told me more money, more enemies 

I didn't learn that 

Bring your girl around me, get that bitch snapped 

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I'm a boss, I might flex on a bitch 

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 drive it 

Bitch 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 

Bitch you know my name, I got paper 

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 

All these rush for it, ayy 

I'm a boss, she gon' work for it 

She's the one who hold you down from the first floor 

Started from the ground, I'm a vert boy 

Slap them rims on it, make them work for it 

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 

I'm a boss, I might flex on a bitch 

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 drive it 

Bitch 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 

Bitch you know my name, I got paper 

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 

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 

I'm a boss, I might flex on a bitch 

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 drive it 

Bitch 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 

Bitch you know my name, I got paper