Fijimacintosh and Trippie Redd - Fentanyl

(Loesoe goin' crazy) haha, yeah
I got you so fascinated, wow
Yeah (ayy), hey

Woke up hungry, I might steal yo' plate for real, dawg
Call me Marmaduke 'cause in the field, I'm a big dog
In the trenches sippin' Molly water, lockjaw
If you ain't get it your momma, boy, that's Fentanyl (ay)
I been stackin' green, slime shit, like iguana
Blue Now and Later's, man, they match my persona
Big Redd, bitch, I choose death over dishonor
In a Maybach truck, where the seats gon' massage ya (yeah, yeah)

Get up and get them racks, get up and get them plaques
Get up to feed my cats, get up and get in my bag
I'ma defeat my past, I'm in the Trackhawk racin' the Devil (yeah, yeah)
I put my foot on the gas, I put my foot on they ass (yeah, yeah, yeah)
My girl a Goddess Shiva, plaques like a Beatle
Straight to the point like a needle
Soar in the sky like a seagull, rockin' EVISU
Used to rock 'Merican Eagle
Play with them drums, they lethal, them bullets eat you
Preyin' on you and your people
King of the jungle, bitch, I'm a lion, no dog, you pussy niggas is frogs
Hoppin' down the damn street, bullets knockin' out your damn teeth
Knock a fuck nigga out like some goddamn DMT
I just smoke a damn pound now I'm goddamn seein' things
I just poured up some 'Tussin now I'm goddamn seein' dreams

Woke up hungry, I might steal yo' plate for real, dawg
Call me Marmaduke 'cause in the field, I'm a big dog
In the trenches sippin' Molly water, lockjaw
If you ain't get it your momma, boy, that's Fentanyl (ay)
I been stackin' green, slime shit, like iguana
Blue Now and Later's, man, they match my persona
Big Redd, bitch, I choose death over dishonor
In a Maybach truck, where the seats gon' massage ya (yeah, yeah)

Rockin' Rick Owens (Owens, Loesoe goin' crazy)
I'm on my way to the West to a thot, but I gotta go pick up some Trojans
Balenciaga on top of my body, I remember I couldn't afford it, uh
My pockets fat like Rasputia but hell nah, nigga, I couldn't be Norbit
I fill the raw up with some opp pack, then I put it into orbit, yeah
I fill my cup with you mortgage, yeah
I heard that boy gettin' extorted (yeah), I need a crib in the forest
Put a M on life insurance (let's go)
Need a Maybach truck and a Urus (let's go)
I told that ho she could be mine but she really thought I was serious
I need the bread, need a muhfuckin' loaf (yeah)
I woke up, flew to New York and I went into Rick
And I bought everything inside the store
These niggas all in my comments, they all on my dick
And I swear they be doin' the most
She took a molly and I took a sip of my cup
Now we floatin' right off of the floor
Fuck it, might as well sip on some more

Woke up hungry, I might steal yo' plate for real, dawg
Call me Marmaduke 'cause in the field, I'm a big dog
In the trenches sippin' Molly water, lockjaw
If you ain't get it your momma, boy, that's Fentanyl (ay)
I been stackin' green, slime shit, like iguana
Blue Now and Later's, man, they match my persona
Big Redd, bitch, I choose death over dishonor
In a Maybach truck, where the seats gon' massage ya (yeah, yeah)

Written by:
Tyvion Christian Harris, Cas van der Heijden, Michael White

Publisher:
Lyrics © Too Lost LLC

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