Lyrics Fetti - Roto

I get up the fetti, yah yah
I get up the fetti
I get up the fetti, yah yah
I get up the fetti
I get the fetti, yah yah
I get up the fetti
I get up the fetti, yah yah
I get up the fetti
I get up the fetti, yah yah
I get up the fetti

She callin' me Freddy, yah yah
She callin' me Freddy
Tryna spend a night, but you gotta yah yah
Gimme that heady
Took a pill now Ima zombie, yah yah
I'm feeling deady
I got 'member to return ya, yah yah
back to yo daddy
Okay I fuck wit' a eerie gal, gal
But that girl pretty

Always got know that I'm ready
Playing the game like it dice yuh
Choppa it blast like confetti
But I run up wit' a knife yuh
Livin' life right on a thread
Not talkin' 'bout twitter timeline yuh
Livin' life right on a, uh, yuh
Like i got nine

Lil bitch best be ready
I got a mission to carry out baby, so we gotta rock this steady
No hesitation to pull out the chop 'cause I done bust this bitch already
'Cause you know Blvck mister worldwide, finna celebrate bitch like where the confetti

This ain't a party, but bitch let's dance
I made a move last week, now I can sit in my chair, watch the bank expand
He tryna move like me, somebody's gotta tell him that he's not that man
Confidence up by three, somehow his bitch come to me and she got no chance
She wanna smoke all the weed and then play the Wii, lil shawty you must be from France

Sniper like Wesley, couldn't press me
It's hella unlucky, that she test me
Cannot be friends, you ain't bestie
Why that pussy boy think he can best me
Why that pussy boy think he can check me
Nigga pussy, he ain't even ready
I'ma swerve on a wave on a jet ski
Its okay, I just find it crazy

She like hello bestie
Come and caress me
That girl so zesty
Want all my testee
Got hella chesty
Always gon text me
Always gon text me
I'm lookin sexy
Want me to cuff
She like baby arrest me
Gave her nut
'Member I said she was chesty
Mr so fly, yeah they callin' me dashing
Heavenly flow know I come wit' perfection

She eat me up like Rize
Hold up, run it back like relay
Can't take my swag, only delay
You an echo, nothing but a replay