(Prod. @Mubz Beats) - Famous lyrics

Intro Man l'm famous [Chorus] b**h , l am famous (Yah!) b**h, l am famous (It's Lit!) Look at my status b**h, l am famous b**h, l am famous Look at my status b**h l am famous b**h l am famous [Verse 1] Going in the paint like I'm Kobe (Like l'm kobe) Gun shots dropping like l'm Tony (Like l'm tony) Imma shoot these n***as, Cause they act like zombies (Like Zombies) I stay trapping from the 90's like an OG I need alimony from the game I been f**ing so long, l'm nostradamus Shoot a n***a dead, my n***as anonymous Finesse on your hoe (Your hoe) Got b**hes smoking dro H-Town who*es, man l'on f** with those Imma bust a nut on her face My dick so long , she needs a ruler I took your hoe and your b**h I'm the one you want (Aye) You claim you a player (Aye) But n***a you ain't balling I'm a skinny n***a But l'm always trapping I say what the f** l want n***a l'm the man (l'm the man) You riding n***as like a b**h Look b**h, you my b**h, don't get it twisted They mad cause skizzy made it [Chorus] b**h , l am famous (I'm famous ) b**h, l am famous (I'm famous) Look at my status b**h, l am famous (Check my Rollie) b**h, l am famous Look at my status b**h l am famous b**h l am famous b**h , l am famous (Yah!) b**h, l am famous (It's Lit!) Look at my status b**h, l am famous b**h, l am famous Look at my status b**h l am famous b**h l am famous [Verse 2] You know we smoke that loud You like to smoke in silence We taking all these pills, You know we popping All these rappers are my sons, They call me papi n***a l'm the bomb, Ain't no Bin Laden Check my rollie, it's so cold as ice Got to silence that gun, n***as thought l was a spy I go deep in that p**y, man l'm undercover & l ain't playing games withyu n***as Pray to my name lil n***a "I'm famous l'm famous l'm famous" You n***as should know that l'm dangerous f** around you get murked p**y n***as you hurt ? Pull up then l skrrtt I'm running this like ferris wheel Christmas came so early, l'm on a k**ing spree We got drank and f**ing drinks My n***as shoot in 3's Like Steph Curry, they never miss a shot I prayer you got your luck Cause we can end you on the spot She straight blow me off, thats a headshooot [Chorus]