Feddi like bad bitches
Smoking on gas nigga
Ain't worried bout gas nigga
Awnnn switch lanes all in a fast whip
You catch me at the bank while I'm laughing
Or f*cking your bitch from the backend
Or at the Stu with the best batting average
Or at the store pockets on what happened
I ain't f*cking no bitch if she got mileage
She out here twerking like Miley
Don't need no motherf*cking stylist
I'm flyer than a motherf*cking stylist
I talk my shit 'cause I know I'm the shit I wish a nigga would try me
My vvs be shining they stevie wonder how the shit blind them
I come from the bottom on the way to the top
They like who's feddi they gon know when I drop
They telling me to chill 'cause they know my shit hot
I'm smoking on gas blunt full of an opp
Blow me a bag every time that I shop
Don't be surprised if you see me on yatchs
Or driving so fast in a foreign drop top
Or living on hills with a song on the chart
I hop in the whip switching lanes while I'm passing
Smoking on dour this shit got me gasping
Feeling her vibe shot my shot like assassin
Shorty a rider she never be crashing
Niggas be hating but be broke it's embarrassing
Yea you can rap but to me no comparison
Yea I'm on fire just like I'm some kerosine
If I take your ass out who collecting inheritance
If you don't know who I am
Turn opps into fans
Blow money like fans
Ball hard while you in stands
I talk my shit 'cause I can
Your bitch claim I'm the man
I don't care bout no friends
Niggas be folding I only fold bands
Niggas be acting like bitches
If you want the smoke you can get it
I ain't worried bout no nigga
So why you worried bout a nigga
Niggas saying that I changed
I'm still around I'm still the same
So check your facts before your claim
'Cause feddi don't play no games
They like who's feddi
I'm the nigga with the bag
The nigga with the racks
With a bitch so bad
Taking trips to relax
Smoking weed call it gas
Leave fake niggas in the past aye
They like who's feddi
I'm the nigga with the bag
The nigga with the racks
With a bitch so bad
Taking trips to relax
Smoking weed call it gas
Leave fake niggas in the past aye
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Feddi like bad bitches
Smoking on gas nigga
Ain't worried bout gas nigga
Awnnn switch lanes all in a fast whip
You catch me at the bank while I'm laughing
Or f*cking your bitch from the backend
Or at the Stu with the best batting average
Or at the store pockets on what happened
I ain't f*cking no bitch if she got mileage
She out here twerking like Miley
Don't need no motherf*cking stylist
I'm flyer than a motherf*cking stylist
I talk my shit 'cause I know I'm the shit I wish a nigga would try me
My vvs be shining they stevie wonder how the shit blind them
I come from the bottom on the way to the top
They like who's feddi they gon know when I drop
They telling me to chill 'cause they know my shit hot
I'm smoking on gas blunt full of an opp
Blow me a bag every time that I shop
Don't be surprised if you see me on yatchs
Or driving so fast in a foreign drop top
Or living on hills with a song on the chart
I hop in the whip switching lanes while I'm passing
Smoking on dour this shit got me gasping
Feeling her vibe shot my shot like assassin
Shorty a rider she never be crashing
Niggas be hating but be broke it's embarrassing
Yea you can rap but to me no comparison
Yea I'm on fire just like I'm some kerosine
If I take your ass out who collecting inheritance
If you don't know who I am
Turn opps into fans
Blow money like fans
Ball hard while you in stands
I talk my shit 'cause I can
Your bitch claim I'm the man
I don't care bout no friends
Niggas be folding I only fold bands
Niggas be acting like bitches
If you want the smoke you can get it
I ain't worried bout no nigga
So why you worried bout a nigga
Niggas saying that I changed
I'm still around I'm still the same
So check your facts before your claim
'Cause feddi don't play no games
They like who's feddi
I'm the nigga with the bag
The nigga with the racks
With a bitch so bad
Taking trips to relax
Smoking weed call it gas
Leave fake niggas in the past aye
They like who's feddi
I'm the nigga with the bag
The nigga with the racks
With a bitch so bad
Taking trips to relax
Smoking weed call it gas
Leave fake niggas in the past aye
Smoking on gas nigga
Ain't worried bout gas nigga
Awnnn switch lanes all in a fast whip
You catch me at the bank while I'm laughing
Or f*cking your bitch from the backend
Or at the Stu with the best batting average
Or at the store pockets on what happened
I ain't f*cking no bitch if she got mileage
She out here twerking like Miley
Don't need no motherf*cking stylist
I'm flyer than a motherf*cking stylist
I talk my shit 'cause I know I'm the shit I wish a nigga would try me
My vvs be shining they stevie wonder how the shit blind them
I come from the bottom on the way to the top
They like who's feddi they gon know when I drop
They telling me to chill 'cause they know my shit hot
I'm smoking on gas blunt full of an opp
Blow me a bag every time that I shop
Don't be surprised if you see me on yatchs
Or driving so fast in a foreign drop top
Or living on hills with a song on the chart
I hop in the whip switching lanes while I'm passing
Smoking on dour this shit got me gasping
Feeling her vibe shot my shot like assassin
Shorty a rider she never be crashing
Niggas be hating but be broke it's embarrassing
Yea you can rap but to me no comparison
Yea I'm on fire just like I'm some kerosine
If I take your ass out who collecting inheritance
If you don't know who I am
Turn opps into fans
Blow money like fans
Ball hard while you in stands
I talk my shit 'cause I can
Your bitch claim I'm the man
I don't care bout no friends
Niggas be folding I only fold bands
Niggas be acting like bitches
If you want the smoke you can get it
I ain't worried bout no nigga
So why you worried bout a nigga
Niggas saying that I changed
I'm still around I'm still the same
So check your facts before your claim
'Cause feddi don't play no games
They like who's feddi
I'm the nigga with the bag
The nigga with the racks
With a bitch so bad
Taking trips to relax
Smoking weed call it gas
Leave fake niggas in the past aye
They like who's feddi
I'm the nigga with the bag
The nigga with the racks
With a bitch so bad
Taking trips to relax
Smoking weed call it gas
Leave fake niggas in the past aye
Writer: Darryl Willis
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