Big L.C.T. - Famous lyrics

Let the beat go I'm an alter-ego Imported girls They from Puerto Rico Important Biz Your bill is vetoed If you're filming me Put that on Vevo Flashing lights everywhere I go A little reefer got me acting slow A lot of girls, and they on the floor If I think she's yours I'll take her home I got the sickest beats And the hottest b**h From coast to coast From street to street 24/7, everyday of the week I'm online Then, I'm on TV I don't got time To wait in lines 'Cause I'm headed to the top That's the inside Traffic stalled While I swerve by Y'all slowed down I'm jumpin' out (curb side) b**hes on both arms I been ballin' so hard Alerted the coast gaurd He told me to, chill Stackin' my paper Los Angeles player Elected as mayor I told them to chill Imma just keep on a ballin' and workin' I'm workin' so hard that you know that I'm worth it I will never stop, but you have to be certain. Every cent that I made, well you know that I earned it. (Pre-Chorus) Your girl is on the floor I said, your girl is on the floor Your girl is on the floor I said, your girl is on the floor Your girl is on the floor I said, your girl is on the floor Your girl is on the floor I said, your girl is on the (Chorus) Can't believe me made it Can't believe we famous Standing out on top I can't even see them haters Count this one as a win Because this the way you live I'm accomplishing my goals And you know I didn't miss Got your girl up on the floor And she know I'm in control You can say goodbye Blackout is on her phone I just win at this And I win at that And I'm number one When it comes to rap You better step aside or be moving back I was born a king I wasn't meant to lag (Verse 2: Young Lyxx) Woo I was born a king Rolling up the zags To my old girl "She can holla back" Or not at all, cause we tryna ball And all she do is really hold me back I got two cups, call it screw cup Playing Big mo, I'm screwed up I'm drapped up, I'm dripped out I'm in Daygo, with some new huff And I'm calling shots like a boss do When you Young N Made you make boss moves When I was young, I used to listen to Ross So of course I wanted to be a boss too Now I'm up, and these n***as mad Hell nah I wasn't meant to lag Hell ya I was built for this Never catch me sitting on my a** Like skateboarders I'm grindin dog I'm Kobe and I never pa** the ball Designer this, designer that I even got on designer draws Buscemi sneaks all in my sleek I go hard in that Goyard I'm Brett Farve when it come to green I'm like Lil Boosie mixed with Mozart Ballin', (Pre-Chorus) Your girl is on the floor I said, your girl is on the floor Your girl is on the floor I said, your girl is on the floor Your girl is on the floor I said, your girl is on the floor Your girl is on the floor I said, your girl is on the (Chorus) Can't believe me made it Can't believe we famous Standing out on top I can't even see them haters Count this one as a win Because this the way you live I'm accomplishing my goals And you know I didn't miss Got your girl up on the floor And she know I'm in control You can say goodbye Blackout is on her phone I just win at this And I win at that And I'm number one When it comes to rap You better step aside or be moving back I was born a king I wasn't meant to lag