Sticky Fingers

Yeah
Everywhere I go should they know my name
I'm chasing money I'm not chasing fame
Everywhere I go should they know my name
I'm chasing money I'm not chasing fame

Yeah
Should they know my name
I'm chasing money I'm not chasing fame

Play the song, get em hype
Cuz there ain't no words when the bass hit it right
Clear your mind, forget about time
Feel the chill running up and down your spine

Play the song, get em hype
Cuz there ain't no words when the bass hit it right
Clear your mind, forget about time
Feel the chill running up and down your spine

I've been in my feelings for like two weeks straight
I'm trynna let loose enter into a new state
With new plates
New tastes and new faces
A few races in a new coupe with a blue stain

Yeah
We're getting jiggy with it
Smoking weed from 2050 and it's sticky in it
Makes me want to lick my fingers but it's not worth it
And we gotta switch it up, this shit not working

Never rocked a block but did with Crocs and socks
When I'm nervous I talk a lot
I got lots of opps
Ahh I can't cap though
Everybody been supportive, ain't no assholes
We ain't always gotta win, but never last though
And I always catch the beat, I keep a lasso
And we always keep it lit, we got the gas ho
I wouldn't know, I always smoke it with tobacco

Play the song, get em hype
Cuz there ain't no words when the bass hit it right
Clear your mind, forget about time
Feel the chill running up and down your spine

Play the song, get em hype
Cuz there ain't no words when the bass hit it right
Clear your mind, forget about time
Feel the chill running up and down your spine

Well I can't get no satisfaction
Gotta take always more, that's my heart's reaction
Take me apart, see which parts are lacking
Don't matter how it works if the money's stacking
Offer me the coffin if the coffer coughing
My money's sick, I don't got much options
Gotta get it cracking, gotta be what's popping
Wanna be in my bag like I'm Mary Poppins

Yeah
Before tonight I'm gonna party like I got it, got to
Get down with the movement
Work the ground, that's how it started, start to
Let go of your mind and let it run
Dearly departed, oddly easy is it
But it is exquisite when you start it

Play the song, get em hype
Cuz there ain't no words when the bass hit it right
Clear your mind, forget about time
Feel the chill running up and down your spine

Play the song, get em hype
Cuz there ain't no words when the bass hit it right
Clear your mind, forget about time
Feel the chill running up and down your spine

Everywhere I go should they know my name
I'm chasing money I'm not chasing fame
Everywhere I go should they know my name
I'm chasing money I'm not chasing fame

Yeah
Should they know my name



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Writer(s): Liam Collins
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