Holy crap, you gave me a start
Mostly my brain and not my heart
What you've got on shook me real hard
You look fancier
Normally you look the part
Of somebody who works real hard
And you don't have the time to match your shirt and scarf, yeah
You look fancier, you do

I'm not tryna judge you for a smart 'do
Or how you now walk with attitude
It's just that I know how prices hurt you, buddy
Just two days ago, you owned three shoes

I noticed you look fancier, you do
And it's a little strange, to tell the truth
Change is too sudden, I think I'll ask you:
How come you're so much fancier, my dude (hey-yah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah)?

No "just promoted!" posts from you
And zero dead relatives, it's true
You haven't won the lotto
And yet you look swell, dressed fancier, confused (hey-yah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah)

Oh, I'm not tryna end this all with "J'accuse!" (hey-yah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah)
But there's a story yet to come from you (hey-yah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah)
All this swag looks like a children's cartoon (hey-yah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah)
Where they learn that being rich makes you a tool

So when you look much fancier, it's true
I worry that you'll be a total douche
And treat me like slime, not right, that's rude
Must know how you look fancier, my dude (hey-yah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah)

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (hey-yah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (hey-ya-ah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah-eah-eah-heah)
Ha-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (hey-yah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

So suddenly you're fancier, it's true
I hope it wasn't funded by hot loot
In two weeks if you're caught, know I told you
The sudden switch is kind of a big clue