Fame Is For Assholes Lyrics - Hoodie Allen

[Featuring: Chiddy Bang] 

Yeah, yeah 

First team b*tch 

Stop - Hoodie time 

[Verse 1: Hoodie Allen] 

B*tches bow down, don't even know me 

Told me I'm a dog like Odie 

And I only f*ck with crazy girls like I'm home like I'm Brodie 

Made her come trice like Obie, damn 

So I don't shop at Alexander McQueen (why?) 

I don't even know what that mean 

Tryna live life on an everyday scheme 

The minute you met me was kind of a wet dream, well 

We don't got that in common (common) 

These b*tches want the Action Bronson (Bronson) 

I give a little Magic Johnson 

Then she wanna hold my wand like Emma Watson 

Oh they mad cause I got flow 

And these other rappers cheesy like a nacho 

So my pockets getting bigger like Levato 

But you ain't got no f*ckin' Hoodie in your Serato? 

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[Hook: Hoodie Allen] 

Talk to me, tell me your name 

You want my life, I want the same 

You say that it's meant to be, it's meant to be 

You ain't no celebrity, so stop 

Cause fame is for assholes 

[Verse 2: Hoodie Allen] 

Hold up, stop, came here with a mission 

They didn't pick me first like I'm Griffin 

But I don't give a f*ck, no luck I got 20/20 vision 

I can see like everything he missin' 

Got a bad b*tch, she my cash cow, she my cash cow 

I'ma make a million dollars so I have her pass out 

Pass blunts, babe, I can get you Emma Stoned 

And I don't ever leave my bed alone 

Tryna tell my future like Cleo 

Tell me I'm the one, treat the kid like he Neo, damn 

Thousand white b*tches in the club, that's a kilo 

Let me spill this cash like the Rio, Grande 

I'm all about the ass and bush 

That's why they lookin' at me like I'm Ashton Kush 

I'm a bastard, look 

I'm a fashion crook 

So let me take your clothes off, bang 

[Hook: Hoodie Allen] 

Talk to me, tell me your name 

You want my life, I want the same 

You say that it's meant to be, it's meant to be 

You ain't no celebrity, so stop 

Cause fame is for assholes [x4] 

[Verse 3: Chiddy Bang] 

Stop - Chiddy time 

I hear girl like "come to the telly" 

Hit me on the phone you could run to the celly 

Just walked in, why they lookin' at me doe? 

Girl you the bomb, could we lay like Frito? 

I got my jacket for you if you a tad cold 

Swack ho, probably gettin' tail like a tadpole 

First time I seen her man she wave like a flagpole 

She tryna f*ck fame but that sh*t is for assholes 

Yeah, since I heard they finish first 

I'ma appetize then I get that pussy for dessert 

Clock, clock in you know I always put in work 

Tryna find her is easy, she got designer on her purse 

I don't even know your accolades 

I could do that sh*t in half a day 

Act brand new but that's okay 

Cause I'm about to get the cat, Anne Hathaway, hey! 

[Hook: Hoodie Allen] 

Talk to me, tell me your name 

You want my life, I want the same 

You say that it's meant to be, meant to be 

You ain't no celebrity, so stop 

Cause fame is for assholes [x3] 

You say that it's meant to be, meant to be 

You ain't no celebrity, so stop 

Cause fame is for assholes