Instagram Famous Lyrics

[Intro: Maez301]
Huh, huh, yeah
Let me talk my shit

[Hook: Maez301]
She pop molly
She off lean
She won't f*ck me, f*ck you mean?
She off oxy and codein
She sloppy, she a feind
Pull up in the drop top, leaving with your thot thot
She gon' give me top top, nigga you are not hot
Nigga you an op, op
Nigga you get popped popped
And you talk a lot lot
I be like just stop stop

[Post-Hook: Maez301]
'Cause somebody always lurking who gon' shoot for me
If you act up, my nigga, it's a movie scene
Like it's time for your close up
Might just get you broke up
Nigga, you don't know what's coming from the Focus
Now I'm in the Lotus, whip it like it's stolen
Probably like a Rosen, wrist hella frozen
I just like it swollen, never catch me low, fam
Why'chu niggas posin', feel like I was chosen
Clear by the ocean
Got the commotion
Hoe boutta go in
Clothes are goin'

[Hook: Maez301]
She pop molly
She off lean
She won't f*ck me, f*ck you mean?
She off oxy and codein
She sloppy, she a feind
Pull up in the drop top, leaving with your thot thot
She gon' give me top top, nigga you are not hot
Nigga you an op, op
Nigga you get popped popped
And you talk a lot lot
I be like just stop stop

[Verse 1: Infinite E]
She Instagram famous
You know what her name is
Pull up with steel
Ain't talking stainless
Call me to save it, but I never save her
They calling me Jesus, fresh out the manger
That's with the Devil up in the banger
Lot of Caucasians, I like to bang
She giving me brain, that's a no-brainer
She innocent, f*ck it, watch how I taint her
Shout out to Trippy, smell like a hippy
It ain't designer then it don't fit me
My bitch a piranha, she just wanna rip me
And niggas ain't vocal, but they wanna clip me
I'm rocking Cartier, shit I been partyin'
Rolling round flooring it, never been [?]
Got her screaming "f*ck yeah"
She just wanna party, yeah
Shots off her body, yeah
She a little thottie, yeah
Roll up in the Beamer, smoking like a leafer
Tell her I love her, but I don't need her
I don't really love her, I just mislead her Up in the Lincoln, catch 'em in theaters
She get theatrical, pop out your clavicle
Heard your new single, that shit was so laughable
Christian Bale pull up in the Batmobile
Hot box, it is the Pat-mobile

[Verse 2: Maez301]
It is the Pat-mobile
Now 'bout the Batmobile
Gotta pay me a rack to chill
They pay you a rack, you'll squeal
My pockets on fat for real
'Member I didn't have a mil'
Now the whip cost a half a mil'
All gold across my grill
Now my bitch bad for real
Now your clique mad for real
'Cause we got to the bag, for real
Aye, got to the bag for real
I'm not try'na brag for real
Aye, I couldn't slack for real
I had to act for real
Lot of these niggas just talking, we do it
Hit with the combos, I'm all 'bout the movement
Just copped me a condo told mama I'm moving
Just copped me a baddie, don't know what she doing 'cause

[Hook: Maez301]
She pop molly
She off lean
She won't f*ck me, f*ck you mean?
She off oxy and codein
She sloppy, she a feind
Pull up in the drop top, leaving with your thot thot
She gon' give me top top, nigga you are not hot
Nigga you an op, op
Nigga you get popped popped
And you talk a lot lot
I be like just stop stop

[Post-Hook: Maez301]
'Cause somebody always lurking who gon' shoot for me
If you act up, my nigga, it's a movie scene
Like it's time for your close up
Might just get you broke up
Nigga, you don't know what's coming from the Focus
Now I'm in the Lotus, whip it like it's stolen
Probably like a Rosen, wrist hella frozen
I just like it swollen, never catch me low, fam
Why'chu niggas posin', feel like I was chosen
Clear by the ocean
Got the commotion
Hoe boutta go in
Clothes are goin'

[Hook: Maez301]
She pop molly
She off lean
She won't f*ck me, f*ck you mean?
She off oxy and codein
She sloppy, she a feind
Pull up in the drop top, leaving with your thot thot
She gon' give me top top, nigga you are not hot
Nigga you an op, op
Nigga you get popped popped
And you talk a lot lot
I be like just stop stop

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