Zvlu - Fetti lyrics

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Zvlu - Fetti lyrics

[Produced by Zvlu] [Verse 1] 100 baby I be on that drank, ayy Got stash full of chronic and it stank, ayy Gotta blow the rest of this before I hit the border She infatuated, got ya lady drippin' water She insisted on the action so I let her strip f**ed her once, all that b**h is do is reminisce I gotta keep my eyes cut for the one time Pissed off, bought a box and the blunts dry Now I could mingle with the mothaf**in' white folks But I done came up with some n***as pumpin' white doe LB's I ain't talkin bout no King James I'm talkin' pounds of that strong sh**, Ving Rhames Little Jody, baby boy you betta man up I ain't marchin' but I'm tryna get my bands up Only certain n***as know the lingo, understand bruh Tired of tryna tell you muthaf**as I'm the man bruh [Hook] Strictly bout the fetti, I'm all about the fetti I'm tryna get this fetti, fetti, fetti, mothaf**a Strictly bout the fetti, I'm all about the fetti I'm tryna get this fetti, fetti, fetti, don't you love us? Cause it's strictly bout the fetti, I'm all about the fetti I'm tryna get this fetti, fetti, fetti, mothaf**a Cause it's strictly bout the fetti Yea it's strictly bout the fetti, fetti, fetti, mothaf**a Talkin' federal notes, federal notes Federal notes, I'm talkin' c-notes Federal notes, federal notes Federal notes, I'm talkin' c-notes Cause it's strictly bout the fetti, I'm all about the fetti I'm tryna get this fetti, fetti, fetti, mothaf**a Cause it's strictly bout the fetti, I'm all about the fetti I'm tryna get this fetti, fetti, fetti, don't you love us? [Verse 2] So now I'm smokin' purple, sippin' similar, my b**h look familar You probably seen her in the magazines, they be feelin' a Young n***a who be on his hustle, tell her giddy up She only gon' ride if I promise we gon' live it up Drop, help me make a stack, baby make ya p**y pop Stop, would you look at that, throw it in the p**y pot And we could take a trip off of the earnings we been earnin' We together or whatever, it's however that I word it Need the fetti ready for me when I pull up to the venue If you help me make a million baby how could I forget you? Get you whatever you like, you like it, don't get too excited Play it cool, we gettin' money honey, let's not get indicted Off of the tricks like you sellin' bricks Me and you we ride together, f** my other chick And we could keep a hunnit on the dash, hunnit in the stash It's all about the cash, you don't need to ask [Hook]