I Love My Fans (Explicit)

Skressa

I love my fans I love my fans

Yeah

I love my mother****in' fans

Yeah yeah

Okay

Yeah Yeah

Let's go let's go

Yuh okay okay

You know what I'm sayin'

I don't have no kids but I do got kids

Yeah

These rap *****s my son

L L Leesta

I love my fans without my fans

I wouldn't be ****

I love my fans

I got Balmain right on my a*s

It's so expensive

It's so expensive

We got champagne

One sip cost more than your rent

Yeah yeah

These *****s lame they wouldn't be rich

If I didn't exist

On God

Why the ****these *****a*s *****s jock the swag

They jock my swag

I can't be mad this little kid wan' be like his dad

*****I'm yo' dad

I'm eatin' filet mignon

I'm sittin' in first class

In first class

I'm afraid to drop my song

'Cause they gon' steal that

Gon' steal that

Ya dig

Cash withdraw blowin' this bag at Lenox Mall

Yeah yeah

Count my money tall slam dunk on Tacko Fall

Yeah

I'ma grind 'til I fall like my dad with Tony Hawk

Okay

Christian Dior jeans

I don't think he can afford these

Okay okay

I'm drippin' in sauce I'm drippin' in sauce

I'm like a chef

I'm drippin' in sauce

She sucked my ****

You gave her a kiss boy you a mess

Boy you a mess

Jumped off the porch jumped in the whip then I went West

Ten bands on my wrist and I ain't even rich yet

I love my fans without my fans

I wouldn't be ****

I love my fans

I got Balmain right on my a*s

It's so expensive

It's so expensive

We got champagne

One sip cost more than your rent

Yeah yeah

These *****s lame they wouldn't be rich

If I didn't exist

On God

Why the ****these *****a*s *****s jock the swag

They jock my swag

I can't be mad this little kid wan' be like his dad

*****I'm yo' dad

I'm eatin' filet mignon

I'm sittin' in first class

In first class

I'm afraid to drop my song

'Cause they gon' steal that

Gon' steal that

Ya dig

I don't know why he on my ****my *****I'm straight

And yeah we heard you was a rat *****I'ma snake

Sss

I got ice and I got dough I got some cake

Uh yeah

I love splurgin' my stack at home the bank

Let's go

Hold up jumped inside a Porsche

I'm ridin' my horse today

Yeehaw

I swear that boy be in the booth

Like what would Tracy say

Okay

I work so hard I work so hard

My album on the way

It's on the way

I play so hard I drive that whip

Just like I'm in a race

Skrt

I was bad when I was a kid now I'm worse

Yeah no cap

My dad used to whip my a*s and it hurt

No cap

Now I could buy my dad a car and skrt skrt

No cap

I'ma keep it one hunnid 'til I'm in the dirt

No cap no cap

Ayy rest in peace Lil Peep

*****that's my twin

Yeah that my twin

We used to rock them shows

But the industry don't like friends

I got Moncler on my boot who the ****is Timb

I dropped eight racks on my suit you can ask my friend

I love my fans without my fans

I wouldn't be ****

I love my fans

I got Balmain right on my a*s

It's so expensive

It's so expensive

We got champagne

One sip cost more than your rent

Yeah yeah

These *****s lame they wouldn't be rich

If I didn't exist

On God

Why the ****these *****a*s *****s jock the swag

They jock my swag

I can't be mad this little kid wan' be like his dad

*****I'm yo' dad

I'm eatin' filet mignon

I'm sittin' in first class

In first class

I'm afraid to drop my song

'Cause they gon' steal that

Gon' steal that

Ya dig

I love my fans I love my fans

I love my mother****ing fans

Yea I love my mother****ing fans

I love my mother****ing fans

I love my mother****ing fans