[Chorus]
Yeah, fame, won't let it get to me
Lames, can't fuck up my history
My main, I know that she missin' me
My lane, you know that I stay in it
My racks, you know that I play in it
.45, so you know I'm not playin'
Mob ties, so you better not play wit' it

[Verse 1]
Bad bitch on my right, bad bitch on my left
One gettin' high as a kite and one cookin' up like a chef
Fucked up, passin' the loud to my bro, hope he don't go deaf
Draco make a n***a tweak out, woulda though his bitch ass was on meth
Louis boots in the snow, you see the LV prints in the steps
She crawl in my bed like a spider, so I just hit her ass wit' a web
Hit one-twenty on the dash, get flashbacks, n***a, my arrest
Strappеd up wit' a firearm, n***a (Firearm), fuck the shеriff

[Chorus]
Yeah, fame, won't let it get to me
Lames, can't fuck up my history
My main, I know that she missin' me
My lane, you know that I stay in it
My racks, you know that I play in it
.45, so you know I'm not playin'
Mob ties, so you better not play wit' it
[Verse 2]
Oh, they like, "Second verse, he don't do that"
No silly ho's, I don't do that
In a new house countin' new racks
And her cat tighter than a durag
I'm a wrap it, it look like I move packs
She got ass, I told her to move that
Hunnid shoes sittin' on my shoe rack
Bring the dub, but you know I'm a cool cat
I got the hustle in me
A hunnid on guns, yeah, I bought the semi
The louis or Gucci, I'm rockin' Fendi
That n***a be broke, so it don't offend me
You know he fake gangsta, he still pretendin'
They kicked me out, I brought my gun in Lennex
And free the gang, they got them charges pendin'
We all get our money on weight and women
I did a whole bunch, think I need an Emmy
A real ass n***a, got that gangsta in me
Hit my trap, what yo ass need? A P?
Booty call, but I'm goin' to sleep
Pussy not important, ballin' like I'm Jordan
Fuck her like a porn, left her heart torn
Ricks on my feet, these was never worn
Feb twenty-first a trap king was born
(The fuck is you sayin', n***a?)
[Chorus]
Fame, won't let it ghet to me
Lames, can't fuck up my history
My main, I know that she missin' me
My lane, you know that I stay in it
My racks, you know that I play in it
.45, so you know I'm not playin'
Mob ties, so you better not play wit' it