Fan (feat. Yung Y3n) Video (MV)

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Your bars weak as f*ck, can't even lift a stand
Why he always mad, Go ahead and control your man
Say he got time, But you the one that really f*ckin ran
N***** Gon talk, Cause you know you my f*cking fan
Your bars weak as f*ck, can't even lift a stand
Why he always mad, Go ahead and control your man
Say he got time, But you the one that really f*ckin ran
N***** Gon talk, Cause you know you my f*cking fan
Yeah, niggas gone talk, cause you know my f*ckin fan
Hearin the birds tweetin, yea i know i'm the f*ckin man
Without my f*ckin haters, who else can i f*ckin stand
Niggas say i'm terrible, well, i'll be f*ckin damned
I Dont give a f*ck about shit, if you noticed
Gotta come with everything, cause i'm really f*ckin loaded
Still attached to da top, like a note is posted
Imma leave my name, just so you know i wrote it (ahhh)
Your bitch ass clappin, like she with the applause
I left her throat hurtin, so she might need some halls
She talkin bout relations, wait let me press pause
Cause she, always leave, whateva da cause
If you like M&M's. well n**** you is shady (ahhh)
I don't, think none of you niggas really made me
Money is magic voliá, it neva change me
Talk is so cheap, that's why it never phase me (ahhh)
Your bars weak as f*ck, can't even lift a stand
Why he always mad, Go ahead and control your man
Say he got time, But you the one that really f*ckin ran
N***** Gon talk, Cause you know you my f*cking fan
Your bars weak as f*ck, can't even lift a stand
Why he always mad, Go ahead and control your man
Say he got time, But you the one that really f*ckin ran
N***** Gon talk, Cause you know you my f*cking fan
Now that i'm up, They say that they proud
We Came from The Bottom, we came from the ground
Smoking Big Pack, i'm smoking that loud
Gotta Big Show, I gotta big Crowd
Got so much money, The f*ck imma count it
Got so much Money, I need an accountant
Flooded my bezel, my diamonds hit
All of this drip, turn me to a fountain
Rocking designer, don't care what it cost
Drip with that water, that water be voss
They rocking that polo, That come out of ross
Bitch, i got sauce, you lost in the sauce (that you don't got)
Now that i'm up, you act like a fan
Keep Me that choppa, it sound like a fan
Pull Out The Lot, That is a lamb
Run up on me, and that choppa Go "BLAM"
Your bars weak as f*ck, can't even lift a stand
Why he always mad, Go ahead and control your man
Say he got time, But you the one that really f*ckin ran
N***** Gon talk, Cause you know you my f*cking fan
Your bars weak as f*ck, can't even lift a stand
Why he always mad, Go ahead and control your man
Say he got time, But you the one that really f*ckin ran
N***** Gon talk, Cause you know you my f*cking fan