Don’t Want The Fame lyrics

[Intro: Gunna]
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, oh
(Timmy da motherf*ckin' Hitman)
Young Gunna, oh

[Chorus: Gunna]
Don't want the fame, you know why I came
Put ice in the rings, pulled off in the Range
I just got a stain, I might get you stained
I pour up a pint, it help ease the pain
I blew out the brain, blew out the brain
Bentley Musain, I might go insane, I might go insane
I’m drippin' like rain, now they know the name, the know the name
On the way to the bank, b*tch, I'm outta your range, outta your range

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Oh, I'ma count me up a ton
Go to Magic, throw some ones
Shine on n*gga like the sun
b*tch, you lookin' at a Don
Diamond glow like Perri-on
I went shoppin' in Milan, then paid my baby brother bond
You n*ggas ain't kickin' that sh*t
You n*ggas ain't drippin' like this
Just take a look at my wrist
Diamonds wrist as white as [?]
You lil' n*ggas not 'bout that action
My bro put them boys in the casket
If I hit the trap, I ain't taxin'
I pulled up in the foreign, the back-end
'Lambo with the do's up
Got lean in my two cars, you know I ain't sober
The Bentley truck made me put up the Rover
I roll with killers that I know turn you over
Thinkin' chips, got a chip on my shoulder
n*ggas talk, then get popped like a soda
Under pressure, n*gga fold like a folder
[Chorus: Gunna]
Don't want the fame, you know why I came
Put ice in the rings, pulled off in the Range
I just got a stain, I might get you stained
I pour up a pint, it help ease the pain
I blew out the brain, blew out the brain
Bentley Musain, I might go insane, I might go insane
I’m drippin' like rain, now they know the name, the know the name
On the way to the bank, b*tch, I'm outta your range, outta your range

[Verse 2: Nechie]
I gave these n*ggas the game
I gave these n*ggas the stain
I'm sellin' all these lil' boys
I got these n*ggas the same
Yeah yeah, yeah, bought a watch and a chain
All my n*ggas, yeah they bang, yeah
Let them shoot it out the Range'
Yeah yeah, yeah, youngin' flyin' in the plane
Diamond jumpin' out the chain
Sucka n*gga, you a lame
Stuffin' di*k off in your main
Call before I blow the brains
Blew a ten at the Flame
Got these b*tches goin' insane, yeah (b*tches, b*tches)
b*tches f*ckin' for a name, yeah (Oh)
These b*tches f*ckin' for the fame, yeah (b*tches, b*tches)
They callin' me “Blue Hunnits”
I walk in the spot and I'm poppin'
We havin' these new hunnits
[Chorus: Gunna]
Don't want the fame, you know why I came
Put ice in the rings, pulled off in the Range
I just got a stain, I might get you stained
I pour up a pint, it help ease the pain
I blew out the brain, blew out the brain
Bentley Musain, I might go insane, I might go insane
I’m drippin' like rain, now they know the name, the know the name
On the way to the bank, b*tch, I'm outta your range, outta your range

[Outro]
(Timmy da motherf*ckin' Hitman)