Fetti

Fetti

Playboi Carti , Da$H, Maxo Kream

Money bags, yeah

Money bags, bitch

(uh)

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti

yo, yo [Hook: Playboi Carti]

I just left Houston,

I just left Earth

Lean in my car,

gas in my blunt

Got some hoes who gon' ****

I'm still pourin' up,

I can see in his face

Designer on my waist,

now you all on her face

That ho gave me face,

that ho gave me face,

damn, that ho gave me face

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti

I can't go in, I ain't ready

I can't go in, I ain't ready

I can't go in, I ain't ready

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti

I can't go in, I ain't ready

I can't go in, I ain't ready

Fetti on Fetti

[Da$h:]I can't go in, I ain't ready

I can't go in, I ain't ready,

that drank on me heavy

I can't go in, I ain't ready

I can't go in, I ain't ready

Them pills can get heavy

I can't go in, I ain't ready

I can't go in, I ain't ready,

that forty too heavy

I can't go in, I ain't ready

I can't go in, I ain't ready,

just count on my Fetti

(so, yeah, so)

Mr. Never Lacking

Plus a package, bills can get paid off of rappin'

Still i kick to trappin'

Used to hunnid sack it

Now i fu(k a actress

**** I'm just thinkin how it happened

Had to get explicit had to make it listen

Moving out them pounds, ****** started snitchin'

Loading up them rounds, ****** started missin'

Move it out of town and Tommy Cruise the mission

Converse with my addictions.

Don't talk I just listen

5 drugs that I'm mixin'

Money only thing on my vision

Infatuated with them semi sematics

All of my ****** is thugs with some habits

Like Ring on TV, we been with the static

I fu(k on this b1tch and she say she from Mavericks

Open gated so I'm demonstrating my emotion less

Got some real ****** quoting this

Got yo main b1tch hopin' shit

Lost a few things, Isn't recent

Life is anything but decent

Who to re up on my teeth

Is the only time you catch me cheesin'

I just left Houston, I just left Earf

Lean in my cup, gas in my blunt

Got some hoes who gon' fu(k

I'm still pourin' up

I can see in his face

Designer on my waist

Now you all in her face

That ho give me face

That ho give me faith (damn)

That ho give me faithce

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti

I can't go in I ain't ready(x3)

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti

I can't go in I ain't ready(x2)

Fetti on Fetti

[Maxo Kream:]

**** that I'm packin' is vacuum sealed

30 on 40 keep that concealed

Just bought a pint ima crack the seal

Strap on my side like a navy seal

3 in the mornin' we trappin' still

Mad black on rover, the bat mobile

Don't trust that ***** cuz he gon squeal

Not buying shit if the pack not sealed

Im faded, I'm faded off xannies I'm wasted

my b1tches they nasty they suck it and taste it

I'm short on my patience

I'm serving my patient

I'm very impatient

Lil b1tch gon' get naked

Pack coming in but i don't need to weigh it

Choppa ????????? spraying

Can't come in my trap the front door is gated

My prices inflated, my plug name is David

Drippin thru the city got a lil b1tch in baby oil

Suck me on the spot cuz she heard me on the radio

3 b1tches running me, thats a perfect ratio

Don't wanna fu(k the ho i just want fellatio

Let her play with the nut, put it in her bootyhole

Pop a couple pills and i beat it like a stereo

Stuffed cup, backwoods riding round mary go

Cup need a oil change, Actavis i love to Po'

hit a stain hoggin lanes gripping grain getting throwed

leave yo brains in the grain, you another John Doe

No holds barred when you see me ima let it go

no bogart so we rollin out the fronto

no mo guards cause we rollin out the front-o

I'm in H-town, bitch, and I can never go

I just left Houston, I just left Earth

Lean in my cup, gas in my blunt

Got some hoes who gon' fu(k

I'm still pourin' up

I can see in his face

Designer on my waist

Now you all in her face

That ho give me face

That ho give me faith (damn)

That ho give me faithce

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti

I can't go in I ain't ready(x3)

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti

I can't go in I ain't ready(x2)

Fetti on Fetti