Famous

[Intro] Ju-Ju-June on the beat June on the beat [Chorus: IamSu!] She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did Niggas hatin' on me, it don't even make sense Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did Niggas hatin' on me, it don't even make sense Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is [Verse 1: Mozzy] Cuticles in the Carti's, I'm just clearin' my vision Pushin' the ill line to count millions with niggas The homies ain't put you on, blood remember them niggas Paperwork surfaced, quit defendin' them niggas, huh? Y'all pretend to be killers to keep it jiggy Drum on the yeeky, it's litty, that bitch pretty Sacramento nigga, been standin' up for the city With the right to bear arms, we blammied up in the city, you hear me? Keep a roll of pink fifties, all crispy Way of life risky, I can sense some shit fishy Dope on the digi', we bag it then ship it out We hoppin' inside of foreigns, we baggin' and spinnin' out, right [Chorus: IamSu!] She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did Niggas hatin' on me, it don't even make sense Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did Niggas hatin' on me, it don't even make sense Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] Shout out to Mozzy, I just jumped out a Masi With a Draco in the Louis and the gang in the lobby Still rich Crips with me, I never left nobody I done made niggas rich and you ain't help nobody And it's blood on my name nigga, fuck the fame nigga So plan your funeral, 'cause that come with my chain nigga (on God) And the bitch wanna fuck for some change nigga (How much?) To me that shit pennies, but it's lame nigga Big gangster, no bandana though (None) I took my bitch from Oakland (What else?) Had a threesome with my Atlanta ho (Okay) Lam' truck, but I really want the Phantom though (Frrt) Rich nigga, fuck I'm thinkin', I can have 'em both (Beep) [Chorus: IamSu!] She just wanna fuck with me cause I'm famous Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did Niggas hatin' on me, it don't even make sense Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did Niggas hatin' on me, it don't even make sense Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is [Verse 3: DeJ Loaf] He just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm the one He got all the drugs and I got all the guns He know I'm from Detroit, he know I get the job done I pull up with them bitches, them niggas go crazy for DeJ Loaf, little smooth ass DeJ Loaf Have a nigga on the leash, he do what I say so Left the Ghost runnin', I might pull up in a tank though Tank on, got these bitches pissed like a race horse From the D to the A to the Bay (I know) That's, that's me, Su, and K Camp No way, no sir, I don't let the fame get to me (I don't let the fame) But you gotta be kiddin' me [Chorus: IamSu! & DeJ Loaf] She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did Niggas hatin' on me, it don't even make sense Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did Niggas hatin' on me, it don't even make sense Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is [Outro] 'Cause they know what time it is Ju-Ju-June on the beat June on the beat