Famous Amos Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Bitch, bitch
Yeah
Yessir, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Yeah

[Verse]
Pop an RP and I feel like I'm floatin' (Pop)
Go ‘head and send your condolences (Fyoo)
Breakin' the game on controller shit (Break)
Cheat code, got it activated (Act')
From a local rapper, I done graduated (Yeah)
To the brighter stages, gettin' bigger payments (Gang)
I'm smokin' on cookie, no Famous Amos (Fyoo)
Goin' 30 for 30 like Winston, Jameis (30)
Nas told me to “stay with a smooth cadence” (Yup)
You got three zeros on your bank statement (Three)
Having three gyros at the bodega (Bitch)
If you haven't blown up, please, stay patient (Just wait)
‘Cause really, this shit'll just take time (Yas)
If you trash with the music, we know why (Yeah)
Want a free verse, then you're quite high (What?)
In these chain reactions, I be quite fly (Chains)
Kick in the cup like I'm Sauce Walka (Kickin')
Or kick in the cup like I'm Hendrix (Hendrix)
Feel like I'm Skepta, expensive talkin' (Yeah)
Put my feet in the sand up at Venice (Feet)
Breakin' records, I'm grinding for Guinness (Guinness)
We did something I said that I didn't (Yessir)
Got the drop on the opp on Pinterest (What?) My stocks lookin' nice, need to invest (Wow)
Finna clamp your ass up, I'm a whole pest (Clamp)
Need to grow some hair on your damn chest (Yas)
I got Glo Gang on my whole vest (Glo, boy)
I be spicy talkin', that's a lotta zest (Spice)
Like a Tempur-Pedic, put the trap to rest (Goodnight)
Took a trip overseas, a conquest (Trip)
Had to dip out the school, there's a bomb threat (Yeah)
Oh, you thought I was done? Well, not yet (No)
I'm mistaken for Tom Hanks' son, Chet (On God)
Mixin' Ksubi jeans with the Chacos (Bitch)
And my name over borders, El Chapo (Chapo)
Up in NY, Pasto Flocco (NY)
Got me singin' the chorus like Rocko (Singin')
But this don't got a chorus, I'm solo (Nah)
He done mistaken USPA for Polo
Hit the bank, and then I'm walkin' through SoHo
Choose your fighter or get out of the dojo
Red sippin', I been pourin' up rojo
Pescatarian, she eatin' on coho
Movin' birds like a muhf*ckin' dodo (Movin' the bird)
Sippin' fat, now I'm rappin' like Ocho
f*ckin' bitches, all I need is a GoPro
Shoutout to Xan when he gave me the promo (Facts)
Nine in the clip, throwin' bullets like Romo (Grrah)

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