Yung Ralph - Fetti lyrics

Fetti lyrics

Published

0 8 0

Hey yo man, we got Juug motherf*ckin' man We got the Thugger Thugger, we got Lil Uzi.(fetti) What would you do for the money baby? Yeah Zoovie-Zoo and Thugger baby, yeah baby Slime told me, don't bring the thunder, yeah baby I swear to God this is what they wanted, yeah baby I want some fetti, let count some fetti I am so ready, why you spaghetti? I want that fetti, I need that fetti She want that fetti, believing in fetti, bet it. I'm bout to stop f*ckin' with n***as I know ain't with it (f*ck em) You lil f*ck n***as is momma boys, go s** a titty (b*tch!) f*ck it, I cop a new ride and I pick up some hoes in the city (skrrt!) Mollies on person, you know I get nerf in it, freaky No barbaric b*tch, I got on some Burberry I keep them blue Benjamins on me for credit If you go on this move you might get you a slice like a deli Big choppers, I got lots of bullets and trailers I'm a big dog, I'm a big dog Be with my boy, pina colada I am a tiger, f*ck a Mufasa I sh** like a diaper, I'm never gon' wife her Swear, swear, I'm never gon' wife her I catch her the bed and I f*ck out the lights I swear I'm in Europe, but I don't got Facetime, baby girl, we can Skype. What would you do for the money baby? Yeah Zoovie-Zoo and Thugger baby, yeah baby Slime told me, don't bring the thunder, yeah baby I swear to God this is what they wanted, yeah baby I want some fetti, let's count some fetti I am so ready, why you spaghetti? I want that fetti, I need that fetti She want that fetti, believing in fetti, bet it. Yeah, why your b*tch on me? Yeah Yeah, all of my boxers be Tommy Don't run up on me ya'll My little b*tch is a gangster, she tote that .40 ya'll Drive that foreign like a Chevy, envy Thugger and Young Fetty Yeah, I'm countin' all that fetti, nowadays my j**elry heavy Ya I'm rockin' on designer clothes Ya nowadays sharin' my hoes Ya everyday hear bout this dough Just in case you didn't know I had your b*tch on my phone Little n***a now you know Pull up right there on your block You know Thugger got the pole, yeah Now I be gettin' the knots Lil Uzi rockin' them shows yahh Countin' fetti, not a rapper Treat the game like rock and roll ya. What would you do for the money baby? Yeah Zoovie-Zoo and Thugger baby, yeah baby Slime told me, don't bring the thunder, yeah baby I swear to God this is what they wanted, yeah baby I want some fetti, let's count some fettiii I am so ready, why you spaghetti? I want that fettiii, I need that fettiii She want that fettiii, believing in fettiii, bet it. Gucci and Louie come straight out the box I play with Fetti but my name ain't Wap Hop out that truck and I hop in the drop Hit from the back but I love her on top What would you do for the cash? Care what you do for the cash I'm talkin' that money with Thugger right now while we thumb through a bag Still on the block, yeah I still do that work Still movin' snow and that purp n***as own G's, oh don't play with the air, k**er put a hole in your shirt Hit a n***a where it hurt I'ma get her out her skirt Shoot an uzi by my n***a Uzi in the winter time ridin' vert' Diamonds flashin' like an ambulance In the bank doin' the money dance Overseas with a foreign b*tch, she red for me, gotta get a tan What would you do for this paper baby? Still screamin' f*ck a hater baby I'm the Cavs, you the Lakers baby Gated cribs sit on acres baby, Juug. What would you do for the money baby? Yeah Zoovie-Zoo and Thugger baby, yeah baby Slime told me, don't bring the thunder, yeah baby I swear to God this is what they wanted, yeah baby I want some fettiii, let's count some fetti I am so ready, why you spaghetti? I want that fettiii, I need that fettiii She want that fettiii, believing in fettiii, bet ittt.

You need to sign in for commenting.
No comments yet.