Ey, ey, yeah ey, yeah
Na, na, na, na, yeah no, I don't want the-
Fame, yeah mmh, yeah
Mmh, yeah


I don't want the fame
Got a girl and she fuckin' with my brain
Yeah, the liquor make me go so insane
I got some dank,  homie
I ain't gon' complain
Got-Got it on the way i don't want the fame
Got a girl and she fuckin' with my brain
Yeah, the liquor make me go so insane
I got some dank, homie
I ain't gon' complain
Got-Got it on the way

She comes to the crib, bringing energy
Make me see it, yeah
And show me what I can achieve
I roll some kush up, yeah
We be like a frenemy
So crush it up and crush it up and
Crush it up and crush it up
Roll up, feel like roller coaster
Smokin' like a ghost, yeah
Twelve in a row, yeah
You know my shit dope, yeah
Now we ain't sober wait till it's over
Now we be roll up
Well, baby, roll up, feel like roller coaster
Smokin' like a ghost, yeah
Twelve in a row, yeah oh, you can come over
You know what I told ya
And you know where we go, yeah
You know where we go, yeah, yeah
II don't need the fame, I need the money
Labels now on me, looks kinda funny
Ain't nobody gettin' anything from me
And you know, you know I got it on me, yeah
Believe it, this shit not a hobby
All the kush, I got it on me
Wasted, I look like a zombie, yeah, yeah


Yeah, been so high
This shit feel like a trip
Been so high, I almost crashed a whip
I don't need the fame 'cause all I need
Is sticks, yeah, all I need is sticks, yeah

I don't want the fame
Got a girl and she fuckin' with my brain
Yeah, the liquor make me go so insane
I got some dank, homie
I ain't gon' complain
Got-Got it on the way i don't want the fame
Got a girl and she fuckin' with my brain
Yeah, the liquor make me go so insane
I got some dank, homie
I ain't gon' complain
Got-Got it on the way