wonder - fetti lyrics
[intro]
yo, azul
[chorus]
mad max, i’m zoomin’ right past a b+tch
i’m with a bad b+tch, she sippin’ on activis
she on my last nerve, lil’ b+tch, i’m a m+s+ch+st
f+ck what he last heard, don’t you got some racks to get?
i got a brand new machine, and i got a bad lil’ b+tch
i know he not talkin’ to me, i must have imagined it
know he can’t step to the queen, your mans is a pacifist
uh, run up and talk sh+t and i’m ’bout to pass a fist
[verse 1]
i’m passin’ my mans the ‘roc, i’m busy, b+tch, i got some calls to drop
i’m stackin’ up all the knots, me and my b+tch hit like all the shops
call up the guap, [?] sweater, i body, you flopped
i’m lookin’ cute when i talk like i’m stopping that boy in a [?] top
y’all gotta fall back, for really, like, where was yo’ dogs at?
b+tches, i’m off that, like really, your b+tches don’t call back
it’s all wraps, uh, i’m done with them, i’m runnin’ off with the bag
y’all isn’t all that, i’m hittin’ that b+tch in a ball+cap (yo, azul)
[chorus]
mad max, i’m zoomin’ right past a b+tch
i’m with a bad b+tch, she sippin’ on activis
she on my last nerve, lil’ b+tch, i’m a m+s+ch+st
f+ck what he last heard, don’t you got some racks to get?
i got a brand new machine, and i got a bad lil’ b+tch
i know he not talkin’ to me, i must have imagined it
know he can’t step to the queen, your mans is a pacifist
uh, run up and talk sh+t and i’m ’bout to pass a fist
[verse 2]
yuh, yuh, god d+mn, we runnin’ ’em up
we really not givin’ a f+ck, i ride with the racks hangin’ out of the trunk
god d+mn, god d+mn, y’all really can’t shut a b+tch up
i got some [?] on the tip of my tongue
i got a bag filled with all of the funds
uh, uh, i let a b+tch munch, i’m really high off of the runtz
the bag ain’t even weighing a ton, my b+tch is gon’ pay for my lunch
i’m in this b+tch havin’ fun, i spent fifty for all of my ones
hop in this b+tch, do a ton, i can’t stop till the rest of ’em done
[chorus]
mad max, i’m zoomin’ right past a b+tch
i’m with a bad b+tch, she sippin’ on activis
she on my last nerve, lil’ b+tch, i’m a m+s+ch+st
f+ck what he last heard, don’t you got some racks to get?
i got a brand new machine, and i got a bad lil’ b+tch
i know he not talkin’ to me, i must have imagined it
know he can’t step to the queen, your mans is a pacifist
uh, run up and talk sh+t and i’m ’bout to pass a fist
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