LeyendaRob - Fendi Faxx (feat. Azure The Paradox)

L-Leyenda!
Fye that shit up Leyenda

Tell no lies everything all facts
Nigga been down bad couldn't count no racks
But I found my key now shit's on track
She would never text back now I break that back
Don't need no straps but I cannot lack
Don't come to the stu if you cannot match
Got shit to prove Fendi facts
Got shit to lose that's a fact

Turned off my read receipts they cannot let me be
They say I text too fast and no one match my speed
Pulled up that GTR its matte black with the inside green
My mom said I'm a star everywhere I go its space I need
Please you can't match me ho looking so unnatural
I could tell you capping like that Captain call me Admiral
We stay up like adderal but I dont do no addies tho
Shoot my shot collateral my heart so multilateral

Tell no lies everything all facts
Nigga been down bad couldn't count no racks
But I found my key now shit's on track
She would never text back now I break that back
Don't need no straps but I cannot lack
Don't come to the stu if you cannot match
Got shit to prove Fendi facts
Got shit to lose that's a fact

Yeah niggas are fake they playing they role
Talking a game but stay on the bench
And shawty gon cheat dont stick to the code
They doing the same no common sense
I'm paying the toll she dial up
Mile high club with the wings on
I pray I dont fall and wind up
Like Icarus when the beat drop
This paranoia get the best of me
Come into your party with the vest on me
Cooling in the back if they pop off
Ring shots off right next to me
Like who am I?
Nigga nobody and somebody might change shit
Get confidence off of one hit
Then I end up talking to the wrong bitch
Two more hits that sealed deal
Make her ex nigga into kill bill
I'm the next nigga with the ill will
Who might leave out for the night shift
I'm tryna kick shit take a day trip
Thats kung fu you don't get shit
Leave a new function with a new chick
And they pop off over old shit

Tell no lies everything all facts
Nigga been down bad couldn't count no racks
But I found my key now shit's on track
She would never text back now I break that back
Don't need no straps but I cannot lack
Don't come to the stu if you cannot match
Got shit to prove Fendi facts
Got shit to lose that's a fact

Written by:
Robert Smallwood, Mike Forrest

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