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austin sour - not even famous lyrics

[intro]
yeah
got to let that sh+t ride for a minute
yeah
yeah

[verse 1]
nowadays it feel like we on (lets go)
i got b+tches who love me for me
it dont matter the jewelry
she loving the charm
went from doubling re+ups
to bubbling g up
you know that lil n+gga a star (a star)
only family inside of the car (skrrt)
f+9 that foreign go far (go far)
two hoes on me thats god (bendicion)
he know i deserve this yeah
we get to flexing on purpose
walk in the trap you get customer service (what you need?)
swiper no swipe i know that they lurkin’
(lurkin’)
get my old lady a birkin
they only reason he know me
i served em’ (yeah)
g+o+d baby im bigger than churches (lets go)
we gott buss a new play when we huddle up
if you ain’t k!lling for yours
you ain’t one of us (nah)
lately i been getting chewed like some bubblegum
i got a b+tch who gon swallow whats coming up (take that)
i dont need nothing but dollars
you dumb or what (i nee dthat)
you see them goons that i got
yeah i’m one of them
i am not one of them
one hundred thousand i need me a honeybun
already know i’ll be back when the sun is up
(i be back when you wake up)
look
i chill with the money
i slide with the cash (lets go)
she put the stomach inside her ass (i see it)
i always had it time it was bad (i did)
i want the diamonds that look like glass
reco gon’ cook that sh+t like crack
you shake it you know why you move like that
i ain’t gotta use autotune like that
the b+tches they loving my voice (they do)
playa
i let them make they choice (i do)
strap up
n+gga go k!ll that noise
i been broke for a minute
i been going o.t
im still tryna fill that void (tryna fill that)
underdog you know we gon’ take it (thats facts)
i got b+tches who send me locations
(where you at?)
sh+t i deal with im not even famous
(i ain’t famous yet baby)
[verse 2]
i made a movie
i love all the action (lets go)
i had to suit up and go get the back end
i tell my b+tch to pull in some fashion yeah
my daughter watch me on her tablet (her tablet)
[?]
they love me im rapping (im rapping)
i could still break a bowl down with the trappers
i ain’t with nothing but b+tches and clappers
you know its hot
(hot, hot hot, hot)
i see that money turn n+ggas to cops
i smoke two eighths and gave six to the block
ds came in smoke a lid off the top
(just a lil off the top)
you know that drum like a stick on the mop
i got b+tches who did what they did
cause i’m hot (bendicion)
my brody dont come out til’ it’s out the pot
(what you need?)
365 make it back on the block
(make it back on the block)

(yea thats fire)

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