Petie - Famous (feat. Breterson) Lyrics

I don't sip lean
I don't pop pills, but one day imma blow up and be famous for my skills (famous)
Livin' in the hills (hills)
Stackin' dolla bills (bills)
You sayin that you famous but you know you ain't for real

I don't sip lean
I don't pop pills, but one day imma blow up and be famous for my skills (famous)
Livin' in the hills (hills)
Stackin' dolla bills (bills)
You sayin that you famous but you know you ain't for real

I don't sip lean, but i'm smokin' on the gas (gas)
Spark a backwood right before i head to class
It don't make you rich when your mommy give you cash
Try and touch my homies and we'll leave you on your ass (bitch)

Since day one been with the same squad (squad)
Never switching up yeah you know i ain't a fraud (fraud)
Reelin' in all these fans like a fishing rod this my first feature
And you know i'm spitting like a god (like a god)
Don't got rainbow hair don't got face tats but my shit lyrical and all of y'all shit is wack (wack)

Cause i ain't like these fake rappers i'm original
Don't want to be traditional
Just wanna be professional
I'm smoking on medicinal
My kush ain't typical
My shit it mythical my shit is mythical
Watch out little b****, little snitch
You finna get hit
Me and my boys got them hands so we don't need a stick (yeah)

I don't sip lean
I don't pop pills, but one day imma blow up and be famous for my skills (famous)
Livin' in the hills (hills)
Stackin' dolla bills (bills)
You sayin that you famous but you know you ain't for real

I don't sip lean
I don't pop pills, but one day imma blow up and be famous for my skills (famous)
Livin' in the hills (hills)
Stackin' dolla bills (bills)
You sayin that you famous but you know you ain't for real

All these girls on me i think i need security
Turn the volume up i think you not hearin' me
Let me sit you down take a minute listen closely
I got all these haters, they ain't new yeah they phony's

B***** comin' up and actin like they know me (they know me)
I got all this cash, in a bag, can i smoke please? (smoke please)
Chillin' front row while you sittin' in the nosebleeds (nosebleeds)
Checkers on my shoe yeah you play that shit on repeat (repeat)
Gotta run it back, randy moss hit a three peat (repeat)
You chillin with your girl but i think she wanna meet me (i think)
Think she wanna meet me
I think she wanna meet me

(Yuh)
Smoking on medicinal
My kush ain't typical
My shit it mythical my shit is mythical
Watch out little b****, little snitch
You finna get hit
Me and my boys got them hands so we don't need a stick (yeah)

I don't sip lean
I don't pop pills, but one day imma blow up and be famous for my skills (famous)
Livin' in the hills (hills)
Stackin' dolla bills (bills)
You sayin that you famous but you know you ain't for real

I don't sip lean
I don't pop pills, but one day imma blow up and be famous for my skills (famous)
Livin' in the hills (hills)
Stackin' dolla bills (bills)
You sayin that you famous but you know you ain't for real