For the Fame! (feat. HighTek)
She wanna be my main
Little Baby don't even know my name (woah)
That Bitch is insane
Ten shots nigga send to your brain (woah)
You know I got aim
Little nigga I'll make it rain (woah)
I'll Bust at your face
Little nigga I'll fuck up your day (woah)
I'm up wit my gang
Bitch I be shooting like Shaq in the paint (woah)
I'm catching a stain
Robbing that nigga for everything (woah)
Don't fuck with the gang
Little nigga you better stay in your lane (woah)
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
She wanna be my main
Little Baby don't even know my name (woah)
That Bitch is insane
Ten shots nigga send to your brain (woah)
You know I got aim
Little nigga I'll make it rain (woah)
I'll Bust at your face
Little nigga I'll fuck up your day (woah)
Little baby she want more (want more)
I'm fucking her throat
Bad little baby gonna sit back and choke (and choke)
Come on
Baby I just wanna know how it throw (woah)
I'm on
Sitting back just watching me now float (float)
It's strong
Gas is the only thing I'm gonna toke (toke)
Take it hit from the bong
Fucking with me I bring the smoke
I'm stoned
Up in the stu nigga stuck in the mode
Bitch you wrong
Doing me dirty you calling my phone
She wanna be my main
Little Baby don't even know my name (woah)
That Bitch is insane
Ten shots nigga send to your brain (woah)
You know I got aim
Little nigga I'll make it rain (woah)
I'll Bust at your face
Little nigga I'll fuck up your day (woah)
I'm off a perky
Me and my ex bitch was not working (woah)
That bitch tried to hurt me
New bitch sucking my shit like Slurpee (woah)
Chasing these bands
As fast as I can
Then buy her a Burkin (woah)
You know how I roll
Upping the poll if you think you gonna murk me (woah)
I got Amari, All of my jeans
Run up on me you get hit wit a beam
In love with smoke I feel like feen
I got a chopper that sting like a bee
You say that I'm pussy
Like fuck do you mean
Had yo man running like a whole track team
Slide in a bens, Not a SRT
Bitch I get money you can not compete
I came over yo bitch on my meat (my meat)
Little baby yah she is a freak
Got that hoe all her her knees
Now she got white stains all on her sheets
You know that she couldn't fuck for free (for free)
That shit came with a fee
She said Mzz that nigga is weak
I was bussing her back nigga making her scream
You duck the smoke when you see me (see me)
Cuz you know I was gonna make a scene
When I Blow you gonna be on a tee
If you think you know, you don't know me
I be rolling I hop in a beam
I'm scoring I'm shooting these three's
I'm something you'll never be
So tell em stop playing with me (woah)
She wanna be my main
Little Baby don't even know my name (woah)
That Bitch is insane
Ten shots nigga send to your brain (woah)
You know I got aim
Little nigga I'll make it rain (woah)
I'll Bust at your face
Little nigga I'll fuck up your day (woah)
Little Baby don't even know my name (woah)
That Bitch is insane
Ten shots nigga send to your brain (woah)
You know I got aim
Little nigga I'll make it rain (woah)
I'll Bust at your face
Little nigga I'll fuck up your day (woah)
I'm up wit my gang
Bitch I be shooting like Shaq in the paint (woah)
I'm catching a stain
Robbing that nigga for everything (woah)
Don't fuck with the gang
Little nigga you better stay in your lane (woah)
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
She wanna be my main
Little Baby don't even know my name (woah)
That Bitch is insane
Ten shots nigga send to your brain (woah)
You know I got aim
Little nigga I'll make it rain (woah)
I'll Bust at your face
Little nigga I'll fuck up your day (woah)
Little baby she want more (want more)
I'm fucking her throat
Bad little baby gonna sit back and choke (and choke)
Come on
Baby I just wanna know how it throw (woah)
I'm on
Sitting back just watching me now float (float)
It's strong
Gas is the only thing I'm gonna toke (toke)
Take it hit from the bong
Fucking with me I bring the smoke
I'm stoned
Up in the stu nigga stuck in the mode
Bitch you wrong
Doing me dirty you calling my phone
She wanna be my main
Little Baby don't even know my name (woah)
That Bitch is insane
Ten shots nigga send to your brain (woah)
You know I got aim
Little nigga I'll make it rain (woah)
I'll Bust at your face
Little nigga I'll fuck up your day (woah)
I'm off a perky
Me and my ex bitch was not working (woah)
That bitch tried to hurt me
New bitch sucking my shit like Slurpee (woah)
Chasing these bands
As fast as I can
Then buy her a Burkin (woah)
You know how I roll
Upping the poll if you think you gonna murk me (woah)
I got Amari, All of my jeans
Run up on me you get hit wit a beam
In love with smoke I feel like feen
I got a chopper that sting like a bee
You say that I'm pussy
Like fuck do you mean
Had yo man running like a whole track team
Slide in a bens, Not a SRT
Bitch I get money you can not compete
I came over yo bitch on my meat (my meat)
Little baby yah she is a freak
Got that hoe all her her knees
Now she got white stains all on her sheets
You know that she couldn't fuck for free (for free)
That shit came with a fee
She said Mzz that nigga is weak
I was bussing her back nigga making her scream
You duck the smoke when you see me (see me)
Cuz you know I was gonna make a scene
When I Blow you gonna be on a tee
If you think you know, you don't know me
I be rolling I hop in a beam
I'm scoring I'm shooting these three's
I'm something you'll never be
So tell em stop playing with me (woah)
She wanna be my main
Little Baby don't even know my name (woah)
That Bitch is insane
Ten shots nigga send to your brain (woah)
You know I got aim
Little nigga I'll make it rain (woah)
I'll Bust at your face
Little nigga I'll fuck up your day (woah)
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Ritter
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