Big Fvme - Jlamon's Lyrics

FAME!
It's a duce In ginger ale
Cvrtel we the mob we got shit for sale
12 hit Tha spot I never tell
Eye balls on me work f*ck a Digy scale
I been thumping they money like I'm learning Brail
Thick hood bitch her hair from brazil
Young Karl Malone the way I work the mail
My dawg Soz get em gone if I need some help
JLamons
Help me see please
Opps dropped a addy what the lick read
Aye I can get you whacked bitch I'm big bleed
And Yo Bitch wanna ride like a nigga like a 10 speed
Touchdown wit dem Bags
If they misread
Aye I Came back cuz you had a lil lead
Aye Never meet a bitch that da kid need
Popping Percocet I got mudd on my kidneys
Young nigga Certified like I roll wit Geez
My dawg selling Dawg but we don't do the fleas
Boxer porsha in the court I ain't takin pleas
Aye Keeping chipsticks like we Japanese
My dawg he a chemist wit that fentnayl
Strong belief in God but it f*ck the law
& That shit run thru his veins he can get it off
Cuz My aunty used to move bells of monkey paw
Louie boots for all my bitches not no bearclaw
Count it wit my left i ain't southpaw
Money wit da Fame that's we comin dawg
F*ck em both from the back AYE not just one of y'all
Lying to the bitch when I say I'm gonna call
Trust the process nigga cuz you gonna ball
This yo world young Nigga you can have it all
Before I was big stepping
Bitch I had to crawl
Off a addrall
My Bitch wit me she a set it off
Every time i bring a bag in she got wetter dawg
Ima f*ck her and her friend long as she let me Dawg
Big Fvme I'm the president get yo cho lewinsky on
Fatty got that tech what Dirk Nowitzki on
Uh young nigga want power I got 50 on
Big Fvme tryna see what that Bentley on
And I peeped des nigga fake as silicon