FAMOUS. (LIVE)

[Intro] Yeah, yeah [Chorus] Flirtatious, she don't want love in the air contagious My god, my goodness gracious Blowing my phone, said she wanna be... [Verse 1] Good Jesus I'm working, no time for cheesin' Down bad, she was whipping that Nissan That fame make a bitch do treason No P's and Q's just even, heathen Put it on me, man, me, man You ain't heard it from me, man She was riding that wave got sea sick Better find yourself good Jesus Put my best foot forth Came back packing that force Jevvy, you the best of course She on the internet making moves, showed her ass on all fours I'm richer than the middle man Nigga went gold like I'm Trinadad Veterans getting outrapped by the undergrad Getting out of hand, shit is getting outrageous Down bad, she be looking fine, she be looking like, woo! [Chorus] Flirtatious, she don't want love in the air contagious My god my goodness gracious Blowing my phone, said she wanna be famous, uh-uh Flirtatious, she don't want love in the air contagious My god my goodness gracious Blowing my phone... [Verse 2] And you know I'm coming back with the heat Death to the beat pass it to me I'ma show you how to merc these hittas Can't fall for the trick, fall for the bitch Calling my phone, guaranteed I'm finna drop on these bitches This money really ain't that long Still she gon' drop that ass down on all fours Of course, of course, nigga, put in that work Still tryna make a couple bands fisher Still gotta pay the rent due on first Still tryna make a couple bands fisher Still tryna make a couple bands fisher Still she gon' drop that ass down for sir, uh-uh [Chorus] Flirtatious, she don't want love in the air contagious My god my goodness gracious Blowing my phone, said she wanna be famous, uh-uh Flirtatious, she don't want love in the air contagious My god my goodness gracious Blowing my phone, said she wanna be famous, one time [Outro] One time Yeah, yeah, yeah Said she wanna be famous, one time Uh-uh Said she wanna be famous