Fetty (feat. Tata)

Shawty got wap like fetty
Bread winner I love to get bready
They kno my bop mr everything deady
And shot to the eye now he lookin like fetty

I be geekin I toat onna what
Shawty a thottie she don't give a fuck
She be tweakin she shakin her butt
And that boy is a cheeta the way that
He run
He dum, he a bot
Bitch on my body she tote on my gun
You run don't stop
You feelin hot you get sent to the sun

Glahh is you dumb
I'm wit the 4zz and they ready to dump
He can't run it's a switch on my gun
Ptsd from the shit that I've done
Told Dre put the beam on the drum
Like if he slippin we fill em with shots
He got flocked now he poppin his bottle
Big 41 got the city on hots

Like boiling water lil bitch I'm on hots
And on bro if I spot a oppa he get shot
We inna party we 41 boppin nigga see a opp he get parked no lot
Shoot a nigga do it wit precision I got like 4 bitches I'm feelin imprisoned
Cartier glasses 2020 vision
Like I don't politic with politicians

I'm inna club do not pass me a shot I already been sippin
Pay the price or you gettin evicted
Chops inna spot so we gotta dismiss em
Glah glah glah
40 gon bark to loud like fuck
I cannot listen
Like casa hittin my fuck up my vision
I don't give a fuck, I might up it and
Click it

Shawty got wap like fetty
Bread winner, I love to get bready
They kno my bop mr Everything deady
And shot to the eye now he lookin
Like fetty

I be geekin I toat onna what
Shawty a thottie she don't give a fuck
She be tweakin she shakin her butt
And that boy is a cheeta the way that
He run
He dum, he a bot
Bitch on my body she tote on my gun
You run, don't stop
You feelin hot, you get sent to the sun

Like I can't front I'm not used to the love
Sippin wocky this shit got me weak
I'm feelin faded my body is leanin
Seein demons I thought I was dreamin
Glahh
Like how you love me, you don't know the meaning
She don't love me, she wanna be rich
Like I cannot stress on a bitch
Two deep me and sheik in they projects
I'mma rapper but still in the feild
I gotta stand on the shit that I started
If you with me, you better be real
Smoke za I can't feel
Like 30 on, I can't get killed

I'm off a 30 I'm
Clutchin on my thirty
Too many doothies don't know who to pick
Like yea I'm sippin on sprite but it's dirty
Youngest stepper dey don't want me win

Shawty playin I texted her friend
She could tell im the shit and she see that I'm lit
Like everywhere I'mma go with a grip
Damn I don't kno when this shit gonna end