Lyrics Too Famous

I’m too famous
Don’t know wat your name is
Met you five or six times
But you lame, bitch
Come on over to my house and make a sandwich
Mustard, mustard on both sides of the bread
Not that dijon shit, we using yellow instead

'No, you make me wanna fucking hock and spit, that old dumb motherfucker writes books and shit!'
'Pen, pen to the paper. Oh, I’m so old, I’m wrinkly and lame, I don’t do coke anymore'
Yo, hit up Lombardi
Let’s get faded, let’s go fucking party
Back of the Ferrari, two red lights in the cop car-y
I’m doing coke off the bathroom floor
Flyin’ off the highway
Puking out the window

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I’m gonna look good forever
Cause I hired a painter
And a professional trainer
Bill Gates is my neighbor
I got too much cash
And it’s all liquid assets
Who’s that mowing my law?
Uh oh that’s Elon

I’m way too famous
Don’t know what your name is
I got way too famous
Bill gates is my neighbor
Yeah, I’m way too famous
No, I don’t know what your name is
Cause I’m way too famous
Way too famous