This is a song about "Rich young and famous"

And my niggas don't need me they already rich

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Young rich white kids thinkin one day they'll be a star, fuck that, they're gonna fall hard

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

And i be famous with hot flows without saying the same shit

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

Aspired to be rich and famous, they made it through,

Bitches cars and clothes depicted to those who are famous

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Well fuck you bitch try and say that when i'm rich and famous

Together all the timethought it was true love

End it here before i'm famous and my papa shows up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut