DeStorm
Hold up
Damn somebody get the cam
Looking so good we should be on Instagram
I'm saying somebody better Instagram this
Uhh um
Where the paparazzi at?
Where my fucking cheerleaders?
We just rolled up in this bitch and everybody here sees us
I'm a fucking twelve
Eleven on my worst day
Got the girls that got the cakes
It ain't even their birthday
All drinks on me like a Superbowl coach
My whole team is in first class nigga you can roll coach
We like hold up damn somebody get the cam
We looking so good we should be on Instagram
Cause we famous tonight
Yea we famous tonight
Now take my fucking picture
That's my crew right there
Now take their fucking picture
Yea we famous tonight
Now take my fucking picture
That's my crew right there
Now take their fucking picture
Somebody better Instagram this I'm saying
Somebody better hold up
Yo
We some fucking superstars
Pull up in a stupid car
Next generation shit
Woo John Lupa Card
The place is at capacity
Guess somebody have to leave
My crew is late as fuck
But still we walking in Casually
Five thousand singles
Now all these hoes are single
(What)
Got my name stuck in her head
Like a Jingle Bug
You been with her for years
But numbers ain't shit
Acting like you love him
On some Hunger Game shit
Come here
Hold up dam somebody get the cam
We looking so good we should be on Instagram
We famous tonight
Yea we famous tonight
Now take my fucking picture
That's my crew right there
Now take their fucking picture
Yea we famous tonight
Now take my fucking picture
That's my crew right there
Now take their fucking picture
I'm saying somebody better Instagram this
I'm saying somebody better
Wait a minute now
Hold up
Dam
Somebody get the cam
We looking so good we should be on Instagram
We famous tonight
Yea we famous tonight
Now take my fucking picture
That's my crew right there
Now take their fucking picture
Yea we famous tonight
Now take my fucking picture
That's my crew right there
Go on and take their fucking picture
Yo somebody better Instagram this
Yea somebody better Instagram this