fall of fame (Explicit)

These days all them rappers worry about how much like they get on the last post

Ray Charles them rappers I got my third eye open cyclops

All the lame bars are melting just like snickers you bite off

Yall *****es tryna suck my dick but you only get licking my ball

No one can never be baking me

On a private jet bathroom vacancy

Let MC’s in rest in peace

We on time and you got the latency

I ain’t got time for jealousy

Up in the smoke we are different in the chart my legacy

I’ve been a child got charge on my destiny

I got my property **** being celebrity

I’m the dream ya ain’t even wishing it

I’m the ** ya’ve been twitching in it

If you bout it bout it bring in it

Fake one alive where I’m sick of it

Decease your ninjas like hobby

I’m still in chieffin like bossing

Act like you know better lost it

The fame killing you slowly

Runnin my ninjas runnin my bands runnin with my click

Non of you fake one can’t even **** with me I’m the really legit

We shine in hell and heaven all them bad *****es sucking the drip

They’re lovin dopamine I know it’s last shot I rather to hop in the jet

If I wanna be a famous, bring my gun on train and shoot you

Might be blameless post vid get buzz on YouTube

They don’t wanna be a nameless kill your suspect usual

I might be a greatest filp the bad ***** on the mattress like judo

Pump the base ***** get off my way

My gang gang are never obey

Filp the **** get yen all day

Even your daughter say my name

Jp chronic been home made

My ninjas live it up DOA

While your ninja kriko bang

I shot your head like be cobain

My dream came true while you ninja kind of sleeping

All the rich ***** tryna suck my dick for a reason

I bought whole line when it traffic

My ninjas on the phone talking big biz

In this cryptographic

Runnin my ninjas runnin my bands runnin with my click

Non of you fake one can’t even **** with me I’m the really legit

We shine in hell and heaven all them bad *****es sucking the drip

They’re lovin dopamine I know it’s last shot I rather to hop in the jet

If you got hell of money throw it up throw it up throw it up throw it up

All them models are popping the bottles pour it up pour it up pour it up

Put your phone down don’t have to share but enjoy your moment now

Even you struggle to have it all them devils loving it falling down

Sold my soul long time ago

I bought it back stock is gone up summersalt

There’s Many man I’m the one aiming head cause we’re shooting star

Every club turn it up cause they know who we are

Money just follow me everywhere we go

All you copy and paste ninjas better working at kinko’s

Stucking paper up like nothing that’s only thing they know

Make nothing to something that’s only deal we go

Runnin my ninjas runnin my bands runnin with my click

Non of you fake one can’t even **** with me I’m the really legit

We shine in hell and heaven all them bad *****es sucking the drip

They’re lovin dopamine I know it’s last shot I rather to hop in the jet

Runnin my ninjas runnin my bands runnin with my click

Non of you fake one can’t even **** with me I’m the really legit

We shine in hell and heaven all them bad *****es sucking the drip

They’re lovin dopamine I know it’s last shot I rather to hop in the jet