juju wave - fendi flex lyrics
hook:
i got foreign drip on me, i know you see my fendi flex
i ain’t get this sh#t for free, i had to spend up many checks
shawty put that sh#t on me, water hazard very wet
keep the f#cking grip on me, in case some sh#t get very bad
n#gga you not smoking weed, that sh#t don’t leave any scent
i be moving with the speed, you would think im in a bent
now a n#gga in the lead, man i used to play the bench
dripping like a f#cking leak, all this money that i spent (spent a lot)
chorus:
i knew i could hop in that foreign, it got me feeling like mitch
raf jacket color orange, i know she feeling my drip
sorry your b#tch is too boring, i’m not really feeling the b#tch
f#ck it, just gimme top, i got her kneeling and sh#t
she suck it, and she don’t stop, i look at the ceiling and sh#t (i’m looking up)
actually, i think i might just be feeling the b#tch (might be)
gas on me, roll up a spliff and i’m smoking the sh#t (smoking on gas
casually, hop on the beat and start k!lling that sh#t (and i press the gas)
bridge:
you and your mans is popped, you n#ggas don’t be on sh#t
she ride the d#ck like a drop, rollercoaster sh#t
verse:
my diamonds abusive, hit you one time yeah them n#ggas’ll line ya
her jatty is juicy, hit it one time while im dripped in designer
my life is a movie, i be feeling like i’m straight from wakanda
we slide in a two seat, and we just took off the top like visor
my b#tch is bougie, i know she carry her bag like mariah
ya b#tch is a groupie, i hate to say it it’s just a reminder
i’m not rocking gucci, cause i just feel like the fendi is flyer
and when i get moody, smoke up some gas til’l i can’t get no higher
bridge 2:
yeah i’m with your b#tch, hair on her is black
i be getting chips, talking bout the racks
she be sucking d#ck, then she throw it back
she just want a pic, i just wanna crack
chorus:
i knew i could hop in that foreign, it got me feeling like mitch
raf jacket color orange, i know she feeling my drip
sorry your b#tch is too boring, i’m not really feeling the b#tch
f#ck it, just gimme top, i got her kneeling and sh#t
she suck it, and she don’t stop, i look at the ceiling and sh#t (i’m looking up)
actually, i think i might just be feeling the b#tch (might be)
gas on me, roll up a spliff and i’m smoking the sh#t (smoking on gas
casually, hop on the beat and start k!lling that sh#t (and i press the gas)
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