Lyrics ... Rowdy, individualist, carefree. Synths, trumpets and heavy percussion ...Rowdy, individualist, carefree. Synths, trumpets and heavy percussion fall into bling hip hop era style. Male rapper delivers attuned verses about expensive jewellery, money and women. Muted guitar and heavy percussion create a tense atmosphere, leading to a build up with emotive chord sequence. Clapping leads into drop with house trumpet and rapper singing about throwing money, with an impulsive and show off attitude. Reminiscent of friends out enjoying themselves at a club or casino, a gang of boys and girls living their best life.
Yeah I gotta attitude and im arrogant you aint got no money oh how embarassing
I got a mary jane billy jean
Rich a milly on the wrist bling bling my lady a prada from head to toe
she look expensive yeah I know I got a big bag and these jewels on me baby please dont drool on me yeah that 42 cost 1050 bought three of them come spend with me I got badness and got the game with me You aint on the team quit playing with me I know all of the bosses
all of my ladies know all of the ballers if you keep on faking we pulling you card got get you a lift with uber so we dont have surprise
Im gonna do what I want do what I want do what I want Yeah who wanna have fun who wanna have fun who wanna have fun I wanna throw all these ones throw all these ones throw all these ones
I wanna hit the club go dumb go spend the bag Im a show you how to ball out here throwing it up blowing these rags money in the air everywhere yeah yeah yeah We making it rain cos we got the bag Its money in the air everywhere yeah yeah yeah
Who wanna ball with me Who wanna have a bottle war with me in the club with the money machine its the light show all of this bling Sus tripping mop it up pulling up brand new truck
Im a get it first tell me when its dropping need a google maps to walk around my closet 42 cost 1050 bought three of them come spend with me I got badness and got the game with me You aint on the team quit playing with me I know all of the bosses
all of my ladies know all of the ballers if you keep on faking we pulling you card got get you a lift with uber so we dont have surprise
Im gonna do what I want do what I want do what I want Yeah who wanna have fun who wanna have fun who wanna have fun I wanna throw all these ones throw all these ones throw all these ones
I wanna hit the club go dumb go spend the bag Im a show you how to ball out here throwing it up blowing these rags money in the air everywhere
yeah yeah yeah We making it rain cos we got the bag Its money in the air everywhere yeah yeah yeah
Rowdy, individualist, carefree. Synths, trumpets and heavy percussion ...Rowdy, individualist, carefree. Synths, trumpets and heavy percussion fall into bling hip hop era style. Muted guitar and heavy percussion create a tense atmosphere, leading to a build up with emotive chord sequence. Clapping leads into drop with house trumpet. Reminiscent of friends out enjoying themselves at a club or casino, a gang of boys and girls living their best life. Instrumental version.
Rowdy, individualist, carefree. Low bass, claps and snare fall into ...Rowdy, individualist, carefree. Low bass, claps and snare fall into hip hop rhythm. Muted guitar and heavy percussion create a tense atmosphere, leading to a build up with emotive synth sequence. Clapping leads into drop with harsh percussion. Reminiscent of friends out enjoying themselves at a club or casino, a gang of boys and girls living their best life. Stripped back underscore version.
