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      Fetti

      Future

      Album: Monster

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      Future - Fetti Música y Letra

      [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 goin' on a chase
      I hear the styrofoam, I'm goin' crazy
      I got my chains on, it's like lasers
      And you gon' make me go and get the carbon
      And I was packin' back when I was starvin'
      And I ain't lookin' back with these fortunes
      I'm pickin' up hella endorsements
      My chain is yellow on yellow
      My bitch, she's yellow on yellow
      In the kitchen remixin' this yellow
      They ran out of red, I'm drinkin' on yellow
      Tell 'em you came with the fetti
      Tell 'em you came with some fetti
      Tell 'em you came with some fetti
      Tell 'em you came with the fetti
      Tell 'em you came with the fetti
      Tell 'em you came with some fetti
      Tell 'em you came with the fetti
      Tell 'em you came with some fetti
      
      [Verse 1]
      Fetti, fetti, fetti, fetti
      Reincarnated Makiaveli
      Audemars Piguet a presi
      Presidential with a bezzy
      And I'm sharper than a machete
      I done made it, now I'm greedy
      Takin' the codeine, it's red
      I shake it up in a tahiti
      200 somethin' sittin' on the dash
      The Bentley Spur makin' 'em crash
      Sippin' codeine, rollin' grass
      I don't agree what you're doin'
      I don't agree who you're screwin'
      I fucked around, opened a traphouse in Europe
      I fucked around, throwed away all of my [?]
      They ran out of singles, I'm throwin' up hundreds
      
      [Hook]
      
      [Verse 2]
      Tell me you came with the work
      And I might flip me some checks
      And I might [?] some racks
      I had to flip me some racks
      You can treasure and honor this
      I'm the one breakin' my promises
      I started losin' my conscience
      We creepin' like Jeepers Creepers
      That codeine is creepin', sleepin'
      That codeine done got us so sleepy
      I'm plannin' on savin' my soul
      Ain't goin' 'round savin' no hoes
      I burn up a zip, that's an O
      You can smell all this weed on my clothes
      
      [Hook]

      Future - Fetti Música y Letra

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