Kalan.FrFr - Look at Me lyrics

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Kalan.FrFr - Look at Me lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh Oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse] Ayy, look at me I'm in the drop-top, top-top with the bucket seats (Yeah, yeah) And I know she on my co*k, she keep bugging me (Oh) Got a bad yellow-bone, call her bumblebee She like to cum on me (Yeah, yeah) She like to come with me (Hey) I bought her four Fendi bags, they was like four a piece (Ten a piece) fu*ked her on thе floor just like Aladdin, we love Disnеy She be trying to fu*k and I be laggin', she get sick of me fu*k her like I love her, put this Magnum on her kidneys (Woo) Gotta be kidding me Thought these ni**as knew how to get money, wow, silly me Gotta stop fu*king these ratchet b*tches, that sh*t killing me I know it's a shame, but I'ma fu*k her if she feeling me (Yeah, yeah) Why I let these b*tches gas me up? She like, "Ooh, he think I'm fine, he can't pass me up" I can't be just fu*king anybody I was fu*king on my fans, that's too many bodies (Yeah, yeah) Can you accept me with my flaws and all? And know every time I call that it's all love involved And sometimes I ain't myself when all my drugs involved And know when I'm ready to be in love and all that it's us involved And look at me Look how I've been pulling up fleet in all Bentleys All this gas to the face, I look Japanese I done had b*tches but b*tches ain't had me I knew you was real when you told me you understand me Run it like a stampede I wanna take you on a island, get your stampies I'm doing all prong set, it ain't no scampies So many O's in my door it look like Randy's Yeah, look at me Granny, look at me I know you smile at me when I see the clouds moving, I know you proud of me Remember all the things they said about me, remember how they doubted me, but I still thought about you Remember how you said I could be anything and I could go do anything and everything I want to I never forgot about you Look at me I make them look at me Now I need twenty-thousand in all blues when they booking me I spent like twenty-five on my shoes and they look fu*king cheap I'm in a Maybach azul, smoking comfortably Ayy, look at me Look at my mama crib Look at my whip, look at my b*tch, I got all kind of sh*t Look at my neck, look at my wrist, look at my partner's sh*t Yeah, we the popping clique TwoFr the opposite All these fake-ass, broke-ass, lil' bum-ass ni**as I can't even be affiliated with no dumb-ass ni**a We getting money, y'all some need to get y'all sum ass ni**as She ain't no goofy, I can tell by how she come at ni**as Looking back to when I never had sh*t Now I got a lot of, how I turned it into past tense Look how it happened I just be rapping, giving bad b*tches they captions I'll make your ho come drive the boat like she the captain We did a hundred every week when we was trapping I do the strip club all week, turn that cash in If you a freak and you like me then shake that ass, then Go get that bag, then (Go get that bag, then, go get that bag, then, go get that bag, then, go get that bag, then)