My Name Lyrics

Back up in this track I need 100 thangs

People really needa learn my fucking name

Tired of being humble, want the fucking fame

I'm really not the underdog, you fucking lame

When I pull up in that new coupe, new coup

Ooo

I don't wanna battle, but the monkey on my back

Take a second to rehearse when I feel sad

Oh, I just can't stand it

Tie a noose, then watch them panic

Oh, I'm just an addict, take a pill then another one standing

In my solitude I stay bliss, In my music it's a hit or miss

But to me I never miss, it's my life and I treat her like a bitch

So I'm back up in this track I need one hundred bills

On my momma needa fucking deal

Don't need love cause these girls don't know how to heal

Man they don't, don't really know how to feel

She asking if its love or lust

She's asking if I'm one of one

Baby I'm the best, they be watching like in a regal

Get it off my chest ill be shooting like desert eagle

That boy just a pest imma shoot em and make him see through

Shawdy wanted sex I put my good inside her evil

Lord have mercy I'm a sinner

Take my heart and I store it for the winter

Sit down, get back up

Simon says move your back to my front

No no no baby that's to vulgar

I need somebody to help keep me sober

Feel like I'm Mariah, imma Carey this beat (Ok)

R.Kelly imma piss on the feat.

Dirk Nowitzki imma handle the heat

Stevie wonder you can't see what I see

So despicable, they wanna be me (They wanna wanna)

DJ Khaled, but ill hide all the keys

Gordon Ramsay wanna eat what I eat

Gary Peyton, they wont call when I reach (Lets go lets go)

Back up in this track I need one hundred thangs

People really needa learn my fucking name

Tired of being humble, want the fucking fame

I'm really not the underdog, you fucking lame

When I pull up in that new coup, new coup

Ooo

I don't wanna battle, but the monkey on my back

Take a second to rehearse when I feel sad

Hello I'm the motherfucker that be dropping dimes

You can call me Mr. IDontReallyHaveTheTime

Counting checks feel like nike no Adidas

Have you seen a gringo move all these fajitas

Come on motherfucker how are you I'm flipping pitas

What is that? just the realist motherfucker on the scene, yeah

I've been shooting like Arenas

And I baby all these boys like a fetus uh

It's your fault

I could have a half million in the vault (Gah damn)

When my girl is super down and my money counting up

I don't need a motherfucker talking tough

Ugh, outta luck

You are now tuned into the sun (Getting hot)

I can turn your three to a zero from the one Think I need another comma on my funds

Ugh, this a bunt

Ive been swinging for the fences, never run

Imma fix it with no wrenches gotta stunt

Money, money, money for my breakfast, gotta hunt (Nom nom nom)

You are now tuned into the 1 (To the one)

I can turn your three to a zero from the one I don't needa motherfucker talking tough