fetti - Michael Vick

E.T.F. shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fetty Bezos
Gang, gang

Fucked up, some niggas really ain't on shit
Pull up on a nigga block, you know we jumpin' off the whip
Broad day or night time, nigga, we signin' holo tips
Really in the trap, I'm whippin' straight dog like Michael Vick

I never cap on my racks, bitch, it's the life that I live
Fuck them niggas out the street, don't ever let me catch that kid
Get back, get back, walk down, he get clapped
Step back and up glock, I gotta watch the kickback

Put the D's on the chase, you know I gotta ditch the strap
Finna drop a chain and go and fuck around and grab a scat
Fuck around and find out and put some bullets in his back
On a different grind, I'm steady on the road, I can't relax

You diss a nigga block and nah, I got that fuck nigga mad
I get the drop from a bitch and line him for his cash
Up the glock on a nigga, blind him with the flash
I chase a nigga any trip, nigga, that's yo ass

Fucked up, some niggas really ain't on shit
Pull up on a nigga block, you know we jumpin' off the whip
Broad day or night time, nigga, we signin' holo tips
Really in the trap, I'm whippin' straight dog like Michael Vick

I never cap on my raps, bitch, it's the life that I live
Fuck them niggas out the street, don't ever let me catch that kid
Get back, get back, walk down, he get clapped
Step back and up glock, I gotta watch the kickback

Written by:
DeAndre Robinson

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