[Songtext zu "Fmex"]

[Intro]
Ey, ey, yeah
Ey, yeah
Na, na, na, na, yeah
No, I don't want the-
Fame, yeah
Mmh, yeah
Mmh, yeah

[Hook]
I don't want the fame
Got a girl and she fuckin' with my brain
Yeah, the liquor make me go so insane
I got some dank, homie, I ain't gon' complain
Got-Got it on the way
I don't want the fame
Got a girl and she fuckin' with my brain
Yeah, the liquor make me go so insane
I got some dank, homie, I ain't gon' complain
Got-Got it on the way

[Part]
She comes to the crib, bringing energy
Make me see it, yeah, and show me what I can achieve
I roll some kush up, yeah, we be like a frenemy
So crush it up and crush it up and crush it up and crush it up
Roll up, feel like roller coaster
Smokin' like a ghost, yeah
Twelve in a row, yeah
You know my shit dope, yeah
Now we ain't sober
Wait till it's over
Now we be roll up
Well, baby, roll up, feel like roller coaster
Smokin' like a ghost, yeah
Twelve in a row, yeah
Oh, you can come over
You know what I told ya
And you know where we go, yeah
You know where we go, yeah, yeah
I-I don't need the fame, I need the money
Labels now on me, looks kinda funny
Ain't nobody gettin' anything from me
And you know, you know I got it on me, yeah
Believe it, this shit not a hobby
All the kush, I got it on me
Wasted, I look like a zombie, yeah, yeah
[Bridge]
Yeah, been so high, this shit feel like a trip
Been so high, I almost crashed a whip
I don't need the fame 'cause all I need is sticks, yeah, all I need is sticks, yeah

[Hook]
I don't want the fame
Got a girl and she fuckin' with my brain
Yeah, the liquor make me go so insane
I got some dank, homie, I ain't gon' complain
Got-Got it on the way
I don't want the fame
Got a girl and she fuckin' with my brain
Yeah, the liquor make me go so insane
I got some dank, homie, I ain't gon' complain
Got-Got it on the way