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Forgot I Was Famous (At The Gates) (feat. Lil Uzi Vert & Lil Yachty)

Drake

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Yeah (uh)

Fuck a wrap, I just got my whips all painted, ayy (yeah)
Bitches fainted, I forgot that I was famous, ayy (ayy)
Cut that top off the cullinan, now that shit brainless (yeah)
Marni raincoat, yeah, just in case it start rainin' (yeah)
Fuck a wrap, I just got my whips all painted, ayy (yeah)
Bitches fainted, I forgot that I was famous, ayy (I was famous, ayy)
Cut that top off the cullinan, now that shit brainless (yeah)
Marni raincoat, yeah, just in case it start rainin' (a lot, yeah, ayy)

Okay, I reset the watch, time to eat
24-karat wagyu, your boy's got the shine off the beef, yeah
Fake woke, niggas fake deep
You ain't know fame before me
Gave yo' ass a lil' sneak peek, yeah
Now you gotta take a back seat
Ten k, I borrowed it from skete
Turn us into legends in the streets, yeah
Now I'm in my bag to say the least
They was tryna label me deceased
Someone gotta show me the receipts, yeah
If we on a island then you know it's not no coney shit
No, it's not no staten shit, I ain't on no phony shit
Me? I'm good, I don't need shit
Uzi good, he don't need shit
Talkin' 'bout, they took my bitch, you know that ain't my only bitch
Brought her to the crib, she walked through, front door on some, holy shit
Don't ask for no feature, only rappin' on my homies' shit
Let my brothers come up off my name and they don't owe me shit
I can't let you come up off my name till I'm at the gates, pearly
Came back richie, Hermès
Split a perky with me
She a freak, she like callin' me baby
Spread them knees, let me

Fuck a wrap, I just got my whips all painted, ayy (yeah)
Bitches fainted, I forgot that I was famous, ayy (ayy)
Cut that top off the cullinan, now that shit brainless (yeah)
Marni raincoat, yeah, just in case it start rainin'

I put my diamonds in my spirit—, nah, nah, I got it (yeah, yeah)
I put my diamonds in my spirit of ecstasy, yeah (yeah)
Can't name one girl that don't wanna stand next to me (ayy, ayy)
Bitch, I'm geekin' off a half a ecstasy (half a, ayy, ayy)
Pull up with my boys in a rolls-royce (pull up with my boys, royce)
Every time I pull up, yeah, they know, boy (boy)
This is a not a dawn, no boy (uh-huh)
Pull up in a phantom, not a broke boy (yeah, ayy)
They don't even know, boy (ayy)
Nowadays, what I make a show, boy

Prices up, they can't book me for a show, boy (prices, ayy)
Two-door, but my whip is not slow, boy (skrrrt, yeah)
Rolls-royce, and this whip, it make no noise (what? Noise)

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