"Never Been Lame" lyrics

Bad lil' mommy with Chanel on her bag
Took her to the mall, now we poppin' all the tags
I ain't tell a lie, all I state is my facts
Gucci on my waist, you know I stay with the swag

And you don't want any problems (No)
You just want my money girl, I'm not dumb
Need a white girl, I need a bad chick
You tryna' fuck on me, but girl you can't be average (Can't be average)
All this shit done turned me to a savage (To savage)
I was at that citgo, just trappin' (Just trappin')
You better not let me catch you lackin'
Or I'ma make them guns, get to clappin'
Truey on my waist, got that Gucci on my waist (Gucci on my waist)
Got a Gucci mask on, no face been no case (Been no case)
I don't wanna talk unless a nigga gettin' paid (Nigga gettin' paid)
Two guns on me, man I feel like Max Payne (Feel like Max Payne)
Who is you, boy, I ain't ever heard your name
Tryna' pull my girl but your ass hella lame (Ah, yeah)
Boy, your ass is a stain (Ah)
We can fight in the snow, the heat or the rain (Or the rain)
Niggas changing for the fame, yeah (For the fame)
I ain't never been a lame, no