[Intro]
Ju-Ju-June on the beat
June on the beat

[Chorus: IamSu!]
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous
Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did
N***as hatin' on me, it don't even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous
Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did
N***as hatin' on me, it don't even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is

[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Cuticles in the Carti's, I'm just clearin' my vision
Pushin' the ill line to count millions with n***as
The homies ain't put you on, blood remember them n***as
Paperwork surfaced, quit defendin' them n***as, huh?
Y'all pretend to be killers to keep it jiggy
Drum on the yeeky, it's litty, that bitch pretty
Sacramento n***a, been standin' up for the city
With the right to bear arms, we blammied up in the city, you hear me?
Keep a roll of pink fifties, all crispy
Way of life risky, I can sense some shit fishy
Dope on the digi', we bag it then ship it out
We hoppin' inside of foreigns, we baggin' and spinnin' out, right
[Chorus: IamSu!]
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous
Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did
N***as hatin' on me, it don't even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous
Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did
N***as hatin' on me, it don't even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Shout out to Mozzy, I just jumped out a Masi
With a Draco in the Louis and the gang in the lobby
Still rich Crips with me, I never left nobody
I done made n***as rich and you ain't help nobody
And it's blood on my name n***a, fuck the fame n***a
So plan your funeral, 'cause that come with my chain n***a (on God)
And the bitch wanna fuck for some change n***a (How much?)
To me that shit pennies, but it's lame n***a
Big gangster, no bandana though (None)
I took my bitch from Oakland (What else?)
Had a threesome with my Atlanta ho (Okay)
Lam' truck, but I really want the Phantom though (Frrt)
Rich n***a, fuck I'm thinkin', I can have 'em both (Beep)

[Chorus: IamSu!]
She just wanna fuck with me cause I'm famous
Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did
N***as hatin' on me, it don't even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous
Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did
N***as hatin' on me, it don't even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is
[Verse 3: DeJ Loaf]
He just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm the one
He got all the drugs and I got all the guns
He know I'm from Detroit, he know I get the job done
I pull up with them bitches, them n***as go crazy for
DeJ Loaf, little smooth ass DeJ Loaf
Have a n***a on the leash, he do what I say so
Left the Ghost runnin', I might pull up in a tank though
Tank on, got these bitches pissed like a race horse
From the D to the A to the Bay (I know)
That's, that's me, Su, and K Camp
No way, no sir, I don't let the fame get to me (I don't let the fame)
But you gotta be kiddin' me

[Chorus: IamSu! & DeJ Loaf]
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous
Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did
N***as hatin' on me, it don't even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous
Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did
N***as hatin' on me, it don't even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is

[Outro]
'Cause they know what time it is
Ju-Ju-June on the beat
June on the beat