FAMOUS

By aeter

Released on October 3, 2025

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[Intro: aeter]

Yeah

Skin turns red, 2026 (Skin)

​finesse cult shit

Ayy, woo


[Verse 1: aeter]

Dump the clip, then leave that shit

I can't trust no basic bitch (Uh)

Ayy, just say that bitch (Come on)

​finesse cult, we famous bitch (Bit—) (finesse cult)

Brand new pack, I told my mom I couldn't babysit (Momma, I can't babysit)

I could never lack, lil' boy, I heard you soft as baby shit—


[Verse 2: zai]

(Ayy, like woah)

X, nigga, fuck twelve

I run up this bag by myself

Nigga, kill yourself, talking down on gang, we raising hell

Oh, that's yo' bro? He get turned to a lick

Oh, that's yo' bro? He get turned to a lick

Oh, that's yo' bro? He get turned to a lick

Oh, that's yo' bro? He get turned— (Bye)


[Verse 3: suban]

This ho call me dad, lil' bitch, I am not yo' father

I just wake up sad, baby, why do I bother?

Policе on my ass, swerve the whip likе Paul Walker

Chrome Hearts on my back, I'm a big time shopper

Big time shopper, big time shopper (finesse cult)

My bro pull out the chopper, my bro pull out the chopper

Big time shopper, big time shopper (finesse—)

Inside me is a monster, inside me is a monster


[Verse 4: Ja66]

(Psh)

Movin', movin', I'm movin' with suban

Don't pull up on my niggas, bruh, them niggas just might do yo' ass

I pull up with my ruga mask, I scream out "Where my shooter at?"

Turn up my swag to the max, lil' bitch, you hear my chains clank

"Ja66, how you go up so fast?" 'Cause I was on the same thing (How the fuck you go up so fast?)

Fuck, no, you can't stop me, nah

Lil' bitch, I'm Bob Narly, yah

I'm so OD, shawty (Shawty)

​finesse cult party, yah

​najma down, ooh

Pass that shit to yuke


[Verse 5: yuke]

Okay

There's something up in my head and I cannot get 'em out

Baby, please don't fucking pout, bitch, I'm not the one to cry about (finesse—)

​finesse cult, you really 'boutta die about it (finesse cult)

Ho, I ain't tryna chill with you, I'm sealing exotic

All these bitches they got mileage, so I'm fucking tired of it

Swerving in the whip with miles on it, you know I'm flying

I might pop out to that show in black truck, know I'm fly

All these bitches on my dick and I don't even know why

And I think it's 'cause I got racks and they tryna slime


[Outro]

Skin turns red

​finesse cult