Crowd’s loud before I even speak

Obey snapback sittin’ tight and sleek

Flannel buttoned with the gold chain clean

Bentley parked with the logo gleam

They already know who stepped in

Lights hit me before the beat drops

Dunks squeak louder than the crowd pop

Hands up — they chant the name

From the block to the stage, same game

No promo, just the legacy flame

Flashes hit from every side

Phones up when I arrive

They feel the drop like thunder

Swag built deep under

I came here known, not lucky

Ah yeah, I’m famous — now they all know!

Name on flyers, crowd lit row by row!

Swag too loud to keep undercover!

Every city lit from one DJ bro, yeah!

Bassline bangin’, and the chain still swingin’, bruh!

Every club owner know I deliver

Every outfit post turn to a winner

Chain talk heavy in interviews

Outfit always headline news

From home studio to rooftop views

Success fit like it was tailored

I drop hits, never favors

Everything’s earned, nothing borrowed

Cameras catch what I started

They stream, but I lived it real

Ah yeah, I’m famous — just ask around!

Fans scream louder when I touch down!

No gimmicks, just hard work and style!

Every swag tune came with a profile!

I flex my music tastes, fans dance, they ball out!

From the first show to the rooftop set

I been dressed like this, no regrets

CDJs on fire when I walk in

Crowd know every drop I spin

Swag stayed clean through the wins

Ah yeah, I’m famous — and the proof’s clear!

Fame comes with money, I come with swag!

Outfit so loud, the crowd won't let me speak!

My brand real while theirs is fake!

Chain swinging while I walk, I got that presence.

Swag like this will, never. ever. die, yeah!

Tour dates stacked like gold bars

Even my silence got fans from afar

Snapbacks signed, sold out quick

Still dress fresh when I pick

One post, and the crowd show up

Swag plus fame? That’s a real glow-up.