fetti

i just left houston

i just left earth

lean in my cup

gas in my blunt

got some hoes who gon' fuck

i'm still pouring 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

that ho give me faithce

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

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 kicking heavy

i can't go in i ain't ready

i can't go in i ain't ready

that 40 too heavy

i can't go in i ain't ready

i can't go in i ain't ready

just count up my fetti

so

yeah

so

mr. never lacking

bust a package

bills can get paid off of rappin'

still i keep to trappin'

used to hunnid sack it

now i fuck a actress

shit i'm just thinkin how it happened

had to get explicit

had to make it listen

moving out them pounds

niggas started snitchin'

loading up them rounds

niggas started missin'

move it out of town

and tommy cruise the mission

converse with my addictions

don't talk i just listen

five drugs that i'm mixin'

money only thing on my vision

infatuated with them semis and 'matics

all of my niggas is thugs with some habits

like ring on tv

we been with the static

i fuck on this bitch and she say she from athens

opiated so i'm demonstrating my emotion less

got some real niggas quotin' this

got yo main bitch hoein'

shit

lost a few things as of recent

life is anything but decent

blow the re-up on my teeth

is the only time you catch me cheesin'

i just left houston

i just left earth

lean in my cup

gas in my blunt

got some hoes who gon' fuck

i'm still pouring 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

that ho give me faithce

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

shipping a pack and it's vacuum sealed

30 on 40

keep that concealed

just bought a pint

i'm a crack the seal

strap on my side like a navy seal

three in the morning

we trapping still

matte black on rover

the bat mobile

don't trust that nigga cause he gon squeal

not buying shit if the pack not sealed

i'm faded

i'm faded

off xannies i'm wasted

my bitches they nasty they suck it and taste it

i'm short on my patience

i'm serving my patient

i'm very impatient

little bitch come get naked

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

choppa en route i shoot once and you spraying

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

my prices inflated

my plug name is david

dripping thru the city got a little bitch in babee'os

fucked me on the spot cause she heard me on the radio

3 bitches run to me

that's a perfect ratio

don't wanna fuck the ho

i just want fellatio

let her play with the nut

put it in her booty hole

pop a couple pills and i beat it like a stereo

stuffed cup

backwoods

riding 'round

merry-go

cup need a oil change

actavis i love to po'

hit a stain

hogging lanes

gripping grain getting throwed

leave you brains in the grain

you another john doe

no holds barred when you see me i let it go

no mo' 'gars so we rolling up the fronto

no mo 'gars cause we rollin out the fronto

i'm in h-town

nigga

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' fuck

i'm still pouring 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

that ho give me faithce

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