joeyzaza - more fetti lyrics
[hook: joey zaza]
from the back of the alley, no roof and no addy
i stay in a palace, we livin’ real slatty
the rose truck is gold, the curtains is closed
i hopped in a drove, seats felt like a mattress
i’m never relaxing ,she f+ck for a patek
i can’t tell her sh+t ’cause she talk like a parrot
i drip baby maddy, we stuck like some magnets
my shirt match my shoes and my belt match my trousers
got 21 b+tches i must be a savage
got bricks it the mattress got bricks in the attic
they getting to close, don’t lеt that sh+t go
his mom and them screamin’, bettеr call paramedics
cash in the mattress, we lit like some matches
i came a long way from the roaches and rats
she came outta vouge, she take off her clothes
then we flew to l.a. just to buy matching baggage
[verse 1: joey zaza]
i drip baby maddy i k!lled him on accident
i pop out chanel with cartier glasses
first pop a 30, my glock hold a 30
i pop me an addy we shoot thirty thirty
we just tryna stand up my partner got jammed up
then jammed up and jammed up and jammed up again
i moon walk no steppin i jet like the jetsons
i make no exceptions my chrome hearted fix
you thought me a joke, i don’t need to reload
if you still gotta problem i want all of the smoke
business class manners, but still tote the hammers
i earned some awards i can’t put on the mantle
break it down, then embrace it
addys help me, concentrating
slow it down, practice patience
outta christian in a sp+ce suit
i’ma star up in a sp+ce ship
audemar, a constellation
in the mall, spend some faces
aries got it, hit the sp+ce bar
none of you believed in me
matter fact you doubted me
why are you proud of me?
why are you proud of me?
why would you lie to me?
[hook: joey zaza]
from the back of the alley, no roof and no addy
i stay in a palace, we livin’ real slatty
the rose truck is gold, the curtains is closed
i hopped in a drove, seats felt like a mattress
i’m never relaxing ,she f+ck for a patek
i can’t tell her sh+t ’cause she talk like a parrot
i drip baby maddy, we stuck like some magnets
my shirt match my shoes and my belt match my trousers
got 21 b+tches i must be a savage
got bricks it the mattress got bricks in the attic
they getting to close, don’t let that sh+t go
his mom and them screamin’, better call paramedics
cash in the mattress, we lit like some matches
i came a long way from the roaches and rats
she came outta vouge, she take off her clothes
then we flew to l.a. just to buy matching baggage
[verse 2: joey zaza]
we flew to l.a. just to buy matching baggage
pull up in the carriage
we living real slatty
f+ck on the baddest (slimiest snakes)
(ugh)
foot on the gas
i could never be last
clear port with a jet
airport with no lag
i’m in christian dior serving a p
she wet like chanel, so i bought her 2 c’s
i swipe like a scammer, i swipe some cc’s
i was serving p’s out the srt baby
kicking doors baby
chasing more fetti
and we war ready
i need more fetti
i’m sippin actavis
the purple relaxing me
on god i run with slimiest snakes
creep in the night, ducking the jakes
[hook: joey zaza]
from the back of the alley, no roof and no addy
i stay in a palace, we livin’ real slatty
the rose truck is gold, the curtains is closed
i hopped in a drove, seats felt like a mattress
i’m never relaxing ,she f+ck for a patek
i can’t tell her sh+t ’cause she talk like a parrot
i drip baby maddy, we stuck like some magnets
my shirt match my shoes and my belt match my trousers
got 21 b+tches i must be a savage
got bricks it the mattress got bricks in the attic
they getting to close, don’t let that sh+t go
his mom and them screamin’, better call paramedics
cash in the mattress, we lit like some matches
i came a long way from the roaches and rats
she came outta vouge, she take off her clothes
then we flew to l.a. just to buy matching baggage
[outro: joey zaza]
kickin doors baby
chasing more fetti
and we war ready
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