Famous 2

Lyrics

[Intro] (Woo, woo) (Woo, woo) [Verse 1] If it's 'bout money, I'm fluent I just be worryin' 'bout my kids, uh, I just been coolin' No, I ain't ever tryna make amends, that's what they want from me She wanna tie together loose ends, girl, get the fuck from me (Me) If I didn't do it, then you did Codeine crazy Top Kid Hendrix, huh My shooter'll give you maintenance That hatin' shit'll fix it Can't remember what her name is Couldn't even remember I was famous Gettin' money in a foreign, Top Kid important Top Kid of the Forbes, Top Kid on the Forbes list We gettin' money, of course Mr. Clean-A-Block-Like-Chores, bitch How in the fuck could you leave, baby? That ain't doin' nothin' for us Top Kid sing the chorus, baby I'm gettin' tree, florist I'm gettin' money on me, borin' I feel like NBA, now I'm scorin', huh In a DeLorean, she wanna fuck and I'm for it [Verse 2] I'm still smokin' on dope Don't run off, you not supposed to That be the shit I'm on Come here, nigga, I'll coach you Coach you how to get shit goin', uh Baby girl, do I know you? He be cappin' on Pro Tools Get on the lean, I'm so loose Get off the lean, no Grey Goose Niggas be hatin', it's cool, nigga, it's cool Bitches be hatin', it's cool, bitch, it's cool Bitches be hatin', it's true, yeah, it's true Bitches be hatin', it's true, yeah, it's true Yeah, it's true [Outro] ​​eurt s'ti, haeY