F**k Fame

Uh uh uh uh Uh uh uh uh uh Swear swear Uh uh uh uh Uh uh uh Yeah yeah Emkay These bitches get nasty For a lil' bit of change But I can't blame 'em They maintain I get the bag and it ease my pain Dolce clothes beneath my chains I hope you choosing recruiting them shooters Cause we been told that he can't aim I heard the Mexicans askin' them questions I'm like "Shh, we can't name" Why you put eighty on a watch? Fuck fame I like how that Rollie fit on my veins These niggas hatin' till I upgrade New lambo shit on y'all lames Oh you been savin' a thot okay I'm keeping these hoes from out my face I just been savin' the guap okay Cause Savin' these hoes is not my place I'm on a bag mission uh uh Walk in this bitch with a milli, I'm feelin' like jackpot I'm in the kitchen with scripts, It was me and No Soda He was whipping that crack pot Why you lil' niggas on the bottom? I'm NBA ballin' I don't need no mascot Matter fact, take my trash out Ayy, ho got ass shots Trackhawk disappoint you, I got points like ask the last cop Hella wasn't in that joint tryna prove no points He was loadin' up Cash App Meanwhile yall going broke, These niggas is jokes These niggas been assed out I ain't gotta mention my stash house Uh I took a major loss I was just playing my role you know how it go Hmm I played the boss Diamonds like tic-tac-toe I can mismatch clothes hmm I paid the cost They like to stalk When I'm at the vault Cause they wanna know how I saved it all Fuck it, you know I get paid to talk These bitches get nasty For a lil' bit of change But I can't blame 'em They maintain I get the bag and it ease my pain Dolce clothes beneath my chains I hope you choosing recruiting them shooters Cause we been told that he can't aim I heard the Mexicans askin' them questions I'm like, "shh, we can't name" Why you put eighty on a watch? Fuck fame I like how that Rollie fit on my veins These niggas hatin' till I upgrade New lamb, shit on y'all lames Oh you been savin' a thot okay I'm keeping these hoes from out my face I just been savin' the guap okay Cause savin' these hoes is not my place I'm on a bag mission I'm in the kitchen with scripts, It was me and No Soda He was whipping that crack pot Why you lil' niggas on the bottom? I'm NBA ballin' I don't need no mascot Matter fact, take my trash out