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Gunna - Dont Want The Fame Lyrics

[Intro: Gunna]
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, oh
(Timmy da motherfuckin' 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, bitch, 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 nigga like the sun
Bitch, you lookin' at a Don
Diamond glow like Perri-on
I went shoppin' in Milan, then paid my baby brother bond
You niggas ain't kickin' that shit
You niggas ain't drippin' like this
Just take a look at my wrist
Diamonds wrist as white as [?]
You lil' niggas 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
Niggas talk, then get popped like a soda
Under pressure, nigga 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, bitch, I'm outta your range, outta your range

[Verse 2: Nechie]
I gave these niggas the game
I gave these niggas the stain
I'm sellin' all these lil' boys
I got these niggas the same
Yeah yeah, yeah, bought a watch and a chain
All my niggas, 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 nigga, you a lame
Stuffin' dick off in your main
Call before I blow the brains
Blew a ten at the Flame
Got these bitches goin' insane, yeah (Bitches, bitches)
Bitches fuckin' for a name, yeah (Oh)
These bitches fuckin' for the fame, yeah (Bitches, bitches)
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, bitch, I'm outta your range, outta your range

[Outro]
(Timmy da motherfuckin' Hitman)