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Fetti

 

Fetti

(album: Monster - 2014)


Freebandz Sunny in this motherfucker
Original Black Migo gang
Yo Metro, yo Metro, yo Metro

[Hook:]
Don't make me go and get the Wraith
I'm tryna dodge another case
Order Ace of Spades by the case
Tell 'em shoot the nigga in his face
I keep a pack of wolves by the safe
I rob the bank, I'm going on a chase
I hear the styrofoam, they going crazy
I got my chains on, they like lasers
And you gon' make me go and get the carbon
And I was tacky back when I was starving
And I ain't looking back with these fortunes
I'm picking up hella endorsements
My chain is yellow on yellow
My bitch, she's yellow on yellow
In the kitchen remixing this yola
They ran out of red, I'm drinking on yellow
Tell me you came with the 'fetti
Tell me you came with some 'fetti
Tell me you came with some 'fetti
Tell me you came with the 'fetti
Tell me you came with the 'fetti
Tell me you came with some 'fetti
Tell me you came with the 'fetti
Tell me you came with some 'fetti

[Verse 1:]
'Fetti, 'fetti, 'fetti, 'fetti
Reincarnated Makaveli
Audemars Piguet a presi (presi)
Presidential with a bezzy (bezzy)
And I'm sharper than a machete
I done made it, now I'm greedy
Taking the codeine, it's red
I shake it up in a Tahiti
200 something sitting on the dash
The Bentley Spur making 'em crash
Sipping codeine, rolling grass
I don't agree what you're doing
I don't agree who you're screwing
I fucked around, opened a traphouse in Europe
I fucked around, throwed away all of my problems
They ran out of singles, I'm throwing up hundreds

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Tell me you came with the wax
Man, I'm about flipping some stacks
Man, I'm about flipping some racks
I had to flip me some racks
You can treasure and honor this
I'm the one breaking my promises
I started losing my conscience
We creeping like Jeepers Creepers
That codeine is sleepy, sleepy
That codeine, it got us so sleepy
I'm planning on saving my soul
Ain't fucking 'round saving no hoes
I burn up a zip, that's a' O
You can smell all this weed on my clothes

[Hook]

done

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