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forgot i was famous - otm & rassy bugatti lyrics

[intro]
(wassupbenji)

[chorus: blue pesos]
i find myself forgettin’ that i’m famous
tell the homie go slide, work on his aiming
new chop, we just had to upgrade it
don’t try to gamble on this block, this ain’t vegas
he with them guys, he got whacked for associatin’
all this talkin’ in my ear but these n*ggas ain’t gon’ do nothin’
best believe i had it on me on all occasions
he used to be a thug but then he blew his reputation

[verse 1: blue pesos]
it took a piece from you, n*gga, you ain’t do sh*t
i come off hollywood ’cause i don’t want no friendships
i’m that type, b*tch, don’t say we used to talk, you don’t exist
if you hangin’ with them n*ggas, be awarе you ain’t exempt
i’m chrome hеarted, i got it covered up in denim tears
i don’t want you over, b*tch, unless you f*ckin’ on my peers
i got phineas and ferb while i hang with millionaires
on the road off a deuce, got me swervin’ in the benz
off the mussle, everything we ever got was off the strength
we the only play defense, we full*court press
so sad all that clout chasin’ came to an end
i swear all my opps broke, they probably livin’ in tents
where your money? where your bread? i ain’t tryna hear your two cents
in los scandalous all alone, it’s just me and two sticks
blowin’ thousands, i remember we used to wait on the first
been outside for an hour, they still let me in first, sh*t
wrong move and i’ma tell you how this go
n*ggas crash dummies, swear to god they livin’ in the moment
don’t trust sh*t, i’m probably better off alone
discussing missions, we don’t do that on the phone
b*tch bad as ruby rose, know the model, let’s be real
live fast, sip slow, plus i mentioned off a pill
playin’ with my hunduns, i’ll probably get a n*gga k!lled
mud walkin’ off a four, i think god should take the wheel
any problems on the block, better grab the four nick’
lil’ kids slidin’ out, tryna knock down grown men
head nod’ll have you gone, n*gga, please calm it down
if you lookin’ for his shoes, you should check the lost and found, ugh
[chorus: blue pesos]
i find myself forgettin’ that i’m famous
tell the homie go slide, work on his aiming
new chop, we just had to upgrade it
don’t try to gamble on this block, this ain’t vegas
he with them guys, he got whacked for associatin’
all this talkin’ in my ear but these n*ggas ain’t gon’ do nothin’
best believe i had it on me on all occasions
he used to be a thug but then he blew his reputation

[verse 2: rassy bugatti]
they made me slip inside the bet awards, they must’ve forgot i was still bangin’
excuse my appearance, but these rap n*ggas know i’m dangerous
snuck my usher in, he gon’ let it burn just in case i gotta make this motherf*cker start singin’
they say i’m an artist now, yeah, these clown*ass n*ggas the only thing i’ma end up paintin’
i’ve been steppin’ and hopscotchin’ with these pradas
sh*t, i barely even mentioned the relationship i got with satan
a thousand grams of pitch, new b*tch gon’ tell me no
i dare a n*gga say these hoes taken, sh*t
if they left right there with bacon, i’m jumpin’ up and down in the first
n*gga, this sh*t don’t never come with no patience
that’s lil ras, this sh*t started off third, i ain’t made these f*ck n*ggas can’t bleed how i became famous

[verse 3: duffy]
i guess i’m famous
i’m still crackin’ safes, hoppin’ gates in my maisons
i really live this way, this lifestyle, you can’t fake it
got it off the mussle, n*gga, don’t get that mistaken
sh*t, tell a b*tch hit the razor if she basic
b*tch, like get gone
you don’t gotta go home, but you for sure gon’ hit the door
young ceo, slimes with me, they’ll wipe a nose
don’t ask, don’t know, you don’t know then you might never
me and p shoot ’em together, he got put up in a shooter
before i had the pradas, duffy been a heavy stepper
brought the— in this b*tch, and i’ll up it on whoever
hood famous, but i almost forgot
walk up on me for a picture, come correct, you could get shot
i ain’t playing, a boss in my mind, n*gga, outrageous
i’m nervous ’cause i know we just did a n*gga janky, ugh
[chorus: blue pesos]
i find myself forgettin’ that i’m famous
tell the homie go slide, work on his aiming
new chop, we just had to upgrade it
don’t try to gamble on this block, this ain’t vegas
he with them guys, he got whacked for associatin’
all this talkin’ in my ear but these n*ggas ain’t gon’ do nothin’
best believe i had it on me on all occasions
he used to be a thug but then he blew his reputation

- otm rassy bugatti lyrics

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