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stanwill - fetty lyrics

[intro]
(mk, you like a wizard with this sh+t)
dog sh+t militia, man, gang, gang, you know what the f+ck goin’ on
(me and brando, we are on it)
draggin’ body bags, i don’t shop petty
flash beam, thirty round, i don’t glock petty, n+gga
come on

[chorus]
at somerset draggin’ body bags, i don’t shop petty
flash beam, thirty round, i don’t glock petty
probably scammed your granny, f+cked around and got betty
you can’t hit none of my hoes, they know you ain’t got fetti
bape trucker cap, chrome heart t+shirt
he don’t never step, must not know how feet work
catch him on the clock, he ain’t finna leave work
snakeskin mike amiris, they like, “what your jeans worth?”

[verse]
sh+t, i don’t know, a whole lot
four burners in the whip, this b+tch like a stovеtop
she thought we was eatin’ out, shе finna eat the whole c+ck
shawn michaels at his venue, i’ll get the show stopped
i would say that he a burger, he ain’t got no bread though
if you ain’t tryna give it to me, what you got a head for?
be done fried him like an omelet, glock’ll spill his egg yolk
all+nighter with your b+tch, i’m tryna leave the bed broke
neck full of diamonds, but the backwoods pearled up
b+tch head fire, she got every toe curled up
two liter pop with a lil’ wock’ swirled up
taught unky how to scam, he done put the girl up
boy, keep a rocket, i’ll send his ass to the atmosphere
made a dub in the o, ballin’ like a cavalier
if you see us at the function, you know we got straps in here
huh, two hundred dollar lunch today
i’ll pause his ass with the glock, i ain’t come to play
gang blowin’ ‘woods back to back to back, he might as well throw his lungs away
boy, my b+tch got a bag, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout her purse though
pop you with a thirty, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no perc’ though
af1s a hundred, spent a couple on the shirt though
b+tch head was breathtakin’, i can’t even speak (d+mn)
all this za smoke around, i can’t even blink
somewhere gettin’ to a bag, i can’t even sleep
bought dior for my b+tch, i can’t even pink
boy, you better not even think we ain’t strapped
i ain’t got no tender love when i creep with the strap
need a snorkel where i’m from, boy, you would sink where i’m at
hundred+dollar appetizers, you can’t eat where i’m at, no cap
[chorus]
at somerset draggin’ body bags, i don’t shop petty
flash beam, thirty round, i don’t glock petty
probably scammed your granny, f+cked around and got betty
you can’t hit none of my hoes, they know you ain’t got fetti
bape trucker cap, chrome heart t+shirt
he don’t never step, must not know how feet work
catch him on the clock, he ain’t finna leave work
snakeskin mike amiris, they like, “what your jeans worth?”

[intro]
(me and brando, we are on it)
(mk, you like a wizard with this sh+t)

- stanwill lyrics

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