Know My Name
J.Mag Lyrics

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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 start 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

Bitch you know my name, bitch you know my name
Bitch 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 bitch bed now she stalking me
Mommy told me more money, more enemies
Had to learn that
Bring your girl around me, get your bitch snatched

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 start 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, 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

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 start 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
Girl I 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 start 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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of J.Mag's "Know My Name" talk about his status as a boss who doesn't hesitate to flex on people when he wants to. He is proud of his riches and power, and he shows that off by spending lavishly, wearing expensive wristwatches, and taking beautiful women to the red carpet. He wants to make sure that everyone knows him by his name, and he doesn't spare anyone who comes in his way. He also talks about his fame and how he attracts women because of it. He is not interested in saving anyone's number or getting attached to anyone as he is focused on his career.

The song's theme is about displaying power and wealth, something that is common in many modern hip-hop songs. The lyrics illustrate J.Mag's status as a successful musician who wants to show the world that he has arrived. He is confident, unapologetic, and ready to take on anyone who challenges him. The song reflects the trend in modern music that encourages the expression of self-confidence, pride, and luxury.

Line by Line Meaning

I'm a boss, I might flex on a bitch
I am successful and confident, I may choose to show off my wealth and power to someone who disrespects me

I ain't lying, spend a grip on my wrist
I am not being dishonest, I spent a lot of money on my watch

If she bad I might take her to the red carpet
If a woman is attractive, I might take her to a public event to show her off

Bought a car, now I'm tryna learn how to start it
I purchased a car but am still figuring out how to use and operate it

Bitch you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide
You are aware of who I am, I will have sex with you then promptly leave

Tell your man don't do you right
Inform your partner that they are not treating you properly

When I got that money I ain't change up
Even with my wealth, I have remained true to myself and my values

Bitch you know my name, I got paper
You are familiar with my identity, I possess significant wealth

Got these haters mad, we got plenty cash
My success has angered my detractors, I have a substantial amount of money

And all them hoes put the money in a paper bag
Women who engage in promiscuous behavior handle money in such a way that it resembles a paper bag

Do the math, mourine, that's a ten piece
Perform the calculation, it amounts to ten units

Woke up with a bank on a new day
I began the day with a significant amount of money in my bank account

Last night dreaming 'bout a new Wraith
I had a dream about owning a new, expensive car

Don't she know me? I'm the GOAT like Kobe
Doesn't she recognize me? I am the greatest of all time, like Kobe Bryant

I got that check and call the jeweler told him freeze me
After receiving a large sum of money, I contacted a jeweler to purchase high-end jewelry

Word around town that I made it
There is a rumor circulating that I have achieved success

Two freaks, one coupe going crazy
Two women and myself, in a sports car, are causing a scene

I did broke that bitch bed now she stalking me
I was so physically active with a woman that I broke her bed, and now she is pursuing a relationship with me

Mommy told me more money, more enemies
My mother instructed me that as I accumulate more wealth, I will inevitably attract more individuals who dislike me

Bring your girl around me, get your bitch snatched
If you bring your girlfriend near me, I will likely seduce her and she will leave you

Got them eyeing my designs from the side
People are covertly admiring the clothing I am wearing

Side eyeing all these dogs from behind
I am looking at and assessing potential romantic partners who are following me

Throw a bundle in her girdle, make her hunch over
Insert a significant amount of cash in a woman's clothing, causing her to bend over and assume a submissive position

All these rush for it
Many people are eager to acquire money and material possessions

She's the one who hold you down from the first floor
She is the one who supports and takes care of you, starting from the very beginning

Started from the ground, I'm a vert boy
I came from a humble beginning, but have now achieved great heights

Slap them rims on it, make them work for it
Install decorative wheels on a car to make them appear more flashy and attractive

Spent about a hunnid on the shirt for it
I had to spend a considerable sum of money to buy the shirt

This that type a verse with a hayayaya
This type of verse typically includes a vocalization of 'hayayaya'

Goyard on my waist
I am wearing a designer belt brand name Goyard

Fell out of love, then I jumped in that Wraith
After ending a relationship, I treated myself to a new, luxurious car

Slid in that at the club with my drum on display
I arrived at a club with my music equipment visible, indicating that I am a musician

From my gums to my range, bust down like a layover
Everything that I own, from my jewelry to my car, is adorned in diamonds and is extravagant beyond belief

Gotta stay one hunnid, I can't change up
I must remain true to my values and not compromise my integrity

Bitches wanna fuck me 'cause I'm famous
Women are attracted to me because of my celebrity status

Tell your bitch to leave her face painted
Tell your girlfriend to remove her makeup

She put her number in my phone but I ain't save it
A woman gave me her phone number, but I did not save it in my contacts

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Dijon McFarlane, Rodney Brown, Dimitri Roger

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