LAME' Lyrics

You are a lame uh

Wanna be famous at 18

Leave home by 21

By 26 find the love of your life

Looking to start a family

Hahaha

Graduated thinking you were the best

But your life is mess

Life ain't a game but damn

With your life bitch you played

Played that shit

You're not the only one

Cause I am a rapper

But I am not famous

How these niggas famous of of dissing the dead opps

On fortnight I've been killing niggas with red dots

I stay hot

I been killing niggas

He one shot like head shot

Head shot

Head shot

Head shot

Head shot

Going against me

I bet not

I be breaking down her walls like it's juggernaut

Stirring up the beef like a fucken pot

Beefing with the sun cause I'm fucken hot

Damn

How you hitting all of these cities like

Shine like the street lights and murder the beat like

Trending on tiktoks

Rapping the hip hop

High like a hot box and keeping the doors locked

I ain't playing with niggas

Can't keep it cool with these Niggas

I ain't fucking with niggas

I'm tryna body these niggas like

Taking they bitches like

Get to the top and just to ruin they fucken lives

Man I really hate these niggas

I might just murder these niggas

I hope they die for a second time

Go to hell I hope they suffer a second time

Ain't no rip I hope they die in the after life

Man your life is pathetic

You wanna be rich but look at you you debted

You went of to college

You wanna succeed but can't put in the effort

You wanna ask mommy for money

Now that's just pathetic

Remember high school when you was the man uh

I ain't even friends with these bitches

I'm tryna get some

Niggas think I'm soft but they don't know I'm an erect one

Sa, needs a brand new rapper

Okay elect one

Elect me I been looking to buy a new Srt

How y'all dating all these girls who fucked the whole team

Niggas think they flexing on us with one gold teeth

Niggas flexing all they chains

they ain't got

But you a broke bitch

Flexing a life you don't live cause you in debt bitch

Imma go get me a Grammy

Imma go get me a baddie

RKO niggas like Randy

Most of these niggas can't stand me

Where all the thots be

Bro I demand it huh

Childish bitches wanna pants me huh

Model bitches looking fancy huh

Back to room do the nasty

Forgot her name please don't ask me

I wanna trend I'm on a academic's

I wanna get money to save

I ain't spending

I wanna get out of the trenches

I wanna get out of the city

Can't go back there

I wanna get me all of the money

All of the cash

I wanna get me all of the racks

Fill up the bag

I wanna get me all broads all of the thots

I wanna get me a brand new watch

Audemars

Yeah

Audemars

The money I might spend it all

For the opps I do not care at all

Actually fuck 'em all

Yeah

Get the ball

But you know you ain't getting it back

All the haters got they hearts attached

But you know we don't fuck with the opps

Yeah