Chasing The Fame (feat. Ayebands)

Yo, yo, yo, what? Yo, yo, yo, what

Ayy, man, fuck them **** up on the other side walkin' on the floor, but, bitch, ass ****, okay

Too, too many **** act like they the shit **** got plays, and think they got hits

I really know **** that might take no shit I been that, ****, I never could miss

G2C, get you took off the list, dumbass **** forgot who he is

Don't worry I remind you, lil boy, you a bitch I got that 30 round drum on the stick

Ah, just hop out I got the aim

Kick through the door, bitch, I'm Liu Kang , no wonder why these **** changed

Shit **** be chasin' the fame trey I promise that you a lil stain

How you be flexin' that you got some bank? but really, we know that you broke and you stank

****, you sit on discord all day BFK, y'all **** some lames

Wtf **** feel like that gang? them **** need to just stay in they lane

Keep it 100, bitch, we not the same bitch, ass **** be claiming our name

Shit, we don't even care about that page, bitch keep them weak-ass plays

Bitch, you gone need it when your shit fade, bitch

Bitch, fuck BFK, **** How was your day, on the internet bitch

Broke-ass **** need to go on Twitch hit your rat, looking ass with a switch

****, you buy plays, be legit, old ass **** can't make him a hit

Sad-ass ****, better, pack up his shit cause God don't even wanna hear your shit

Ayy, fuck them **** who speaking on tuq-ked we fin to light your lil' dumb ass up

And, fuck them **** that's speaking on bands you finna catch these motherfuckin' hands

Imma blow me a ****, I feel like a fan and that glock, finna give a **** tans

Talk shit, finna pull up on your man I'm a real ****, but I'm not in a clan

Man ****, really thought shit was sweet like I won't pull up with the heat

Got a big Glock right under the seat talk shit, ****, you gon' fuckin' meet

****, you finna meet your maker ,dumbass ****, you can't get no paper

I been that ****, I'm never a faker might pull up on a ****, see you later

****, don't tell that shit if you can't fuckin' back it up

And I'm a fuckin' real ****, so you know I keep it tucked

Ayy, bout my bread, ****, I'ma need them bucks

Ayy, and you a fuck, boy, this Glock gon' light you up

Too many **** act like they the shit **** got plays', and think they got hits

I really know **** that might take your shit I've been that ****, I never could miss

G2C, get you took off the list , dumbass ass **** forgot who he is

Don't worry, I remind you, lil boy, you a bitch I got the 30-round drum on the stick

Ah just hop out, I got the aim, kick through the door, bitch, I'm Liu Kang (no way)

Damn I wonder why these **** changed shit **** be chasin' the fame

Trey I promise that you a lil stain How you be flexin' that you got some bank

But really, we know that you broke and you stank ****, you sit on discord all day

BFK, y'all **** some lames what the fuck, ****, feel like they a gang?

Them **** need to just stay in they lane Keep it 100, bitch, we not the same

Bitch, how **** be claiming our names? Shit, we don't even care about that page, bitch

Keep them weak-ass plays, bitch you gon need it when your shit, fade, bitch

Fuck BFK, ****