Only Fans Know

Turn the lights low
Mic check, maestro
All I need is 5 strokes, have you hitting high notes
I'm a side show, only you and I know
Underground King Kong, you the one that climb though
To the top, like my songs on the charts
If the world ever knew, but with you I'ma start
From the bottom now we here, tell me what you wanna know
This where only fans go

Vangough
I'm an artist, only fans know
Like the hard rock, I'ma put on a damn show
You should call out, I'ma move minute hand slow
Let your mans know, stop clocking cuz I ain't no minute man yo
More like a vandal, thief in the night
You know where I stand if I let you speak in the mic
This a sexclusive going live at fo'
For ya private show, you should arrive before

For the floor play, get your moneys worth
I give you butterfly's, make your tummy hurt
You get your merchandise, my name on your shirt
And you rep it like a jersey
I rip it like a pair a jeans
You dripping like you purging
You need the detox
Press ya buttons Iike I'm pumping Reeboks
Make your toes curl and your knees lock
Kick your heels off, they give me feels but I like the Fashionova with your Filas when we

Turn the lights low
Mic check, maestro
All I need is 5 strokes, have you hitting high notes
I'm a side show, only you and I know
Underground King Kong, you the one that climb though
To the top, like my songs on the charts
If the world ever knew, but with you I'ma start
From the bottom now we here, tell me what you wanna know
This where only fans go

Scramble your eggs
No bagel, I make you beg
Those angles should make you bread
I came for breakfast in bed
She said, another session I'll become her obsession
She want me like her moca in the morning
Before yoga she on it, wana get a stretch in
Before her meditation, she find patience through the penetration
Only fans get the demonstration
Press play, and I'm there like the air and rare
I mean raw
Walk it like a dog on your morning jog, this a run through
I'm performing tonight, you should come through
Tell a friend, tell a friend, tell a friend
So we can lock it in, let the private show begin
This for only fans, only fans, only fans
Cuz you should never have to feel lonely with your man
Tell her hold it in, hold it in, hold it in
Until we meet again, free the hoe that's within when we

Turn the lights low
Mic check, maestro
All I need is 5 strokes, have you hitting high notes
I'm a side show, only you and I know
Underground King Kong, you the one that climb though
To the top, like my songs on the charts
If the world ever knew, but with you ima start
From the bottom now we here, tell me what you wanna know
This where only fans go

Only fans, only fans, only fans
Cuz you should never have to feel lonely with a man
Tell her hold it in, hold it in, hold it in
Until we meet again free the hoe that's within
Tell her
Only fans, only fans, only fans
Cuz you should never have to feel lonely with a man
Tell her hold it in, hold it in, hold it in
Until we meet again free the hoe that's within



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Campbell
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