Think I'm Famous

Do you like getting paid or getting paid attention?

This gun's like your hair babes, it came with an extension

Oh did I mention, there's more where that came from

Just called to hear your voice, I can't stay long

She thinks I'm famous, she keeps seeing me on TikToks

My white boys mole grip, we grip moles and wristwatch

In six spots he's down and he knows who took that

Gangster and a gentleman, don't mix me with these hood rats

When I step out my crib, I don't know if ima make it home

I don't trust a soul so I bring this Trey Eighty home

In cunch, eighty stones, tryna makе eighty quid

I never had nuttin B, that's why I gotta takе the risk

Look sexy in black, you look better in white though

When I said I loved you, it weren't no typo

I can't lie, I think about you when my eyes closed

And I remember they sweeped up the guys for like five poles

She loves me then hates me then loves me again

I came home to get changed and went to country again

There's a catch but I can fly you out the country again

In my hood bro, they treat me like I'm Bumpy and them

But I ain't handing out turkeys bro, I'm handing out machinery

Ask the YG's, they got three from me

I was selling draws when Ronaldinho was on FIFA Street

I guess it comes down to if you really love me for me

She's seen me on TikTok and think that I'm famous

She don't know the obbo's real, they put guys in the papers

I ain't no rapper, I just rap, ask F bro

And know what you're getting into cah this death row

Muni had a long day, I need me some mean brain

I just hit a stain, split twenty bags three ways

Just got three new blicks, now we need three spots

The bitch snitched, I don't wanna lock it with these thots