Don't Want the Fame
Shout out Miami, secure the bag, HBG
Gang
I'm in Miami and she wanna see me, and he wanna be me.
Gotta pay to get me out, I'm locked in so really it's free me
Catch him in shades just like I'm in 3D
Want it on demand but I don't watch TV
Nigga, I barely even watch Netflix
Sneaky linking with this bitch, think her mama heard us
Tryna get freaky with this bitch, mama gon' meet me in this bitch
Mama gon' teach me how to get rich, call me a toxic person
I probably deserve it, because I did it on purpose
Shirtless on the beach and I'm rocking my chain
Hoochie daddy shorts, stay in your lane
Mad at me for doing my thing
Playing the game
Looking different, I don't do it the same (huh)
But I don't want the fame
(Nah)
But I don't want the fame
(Hot Hot)
No, I don't want the fame
I just want the money (money)
This shit is not funny (haha)
Got a bad white bitch, I call her a bunny (bad)
White beamer,, I call it a bunny
I might leave her, I might need her
The next hoe might come at me running
These best hoes be running and gunning
She feeling this shit, it's a hot girl summer
Took her out the streets, it's a bummer
Damn
Gang
I'm in Miami and she wanna see me, and he wanna be me.
Gotta pay to get me out, I'm locked in so really it's free me
Catch him in shades just like I'm in 3D
Want it on demand but I don't watch TV
Nigga, I barely even watch Netflix
Sneaky linking with this bitch, think her mama heard us
Tryna get freaky with this bitch, mama gon' meet me in this bitch
Mama gon' teach me how to get rich, call me a toxic person
I probably deserve it, because I did it on purpose
Shirtless on the beach and I'm rocking my chain
Hoochie daddy shorts, stay in your lane
Mad at me for doing my thing
Playing the game
Looking different, I don't do it the same (huh)
But I don't want the fame
(Nah)
But I don't want the fame
(Hot Hot)
No, I don't want the fame
I just want the money (money)
This shit is not funny (haha)
Got a bad white bitch, I call her a bunny (bad)
White beamer,, I call it a bunny
I might leave her, I might need her
The next hoe might come at me running
These best hoes be running and gunning
She feeling this shit, it's a hot girl summer
Took her out the streets, it's a bummer
Damn
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Writer(s): Tyler Davis
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