Avi Adeuxla - Fetti All Over Lyrics

(Ooh, aye aye)
(I'm gonna need some)
(I'm gonna need some bands before I even get going, aye aye?)
(I'm gonna need some bands, hoe, savvy?)
Quiet when I'm the phone
I'm handling shit, I got fetti pending
Ain't even tripping on a couple bands
Triple this shit, I got plenty spending
True story, I got some inventory loaded
I'm sorry, I got your bitch on all fours, she horny
Give her some wine and create a ocean
She said I f*ck like a deity
Hop out the bed, I'm already rolling
Spit out the reefer like nicotine
I'm boutta take the head off the Benz
We gotta pull up with guilotines
Top down, switch up the motor
I'm throwing fetti all over
I'm at the beach with a baddie
She call me baby, I'm not her daddy
Shawty got ass so wide, ain't even touched by Dr. Miami
I'm tryna hit from the back and the side
I want you for the night, you savvy?
I'mma just dive right at the tide
I'm a pirate, baby, you savvy?
Hoe I ain't blind but I got one eye shut on the cup
She pop it like granny
And I be gliding, I'm so fried
I put some nature in my blunt like the valley
(Yeah hoe, I'm fiending)
I guarantee I'mma f*ck shit up
Uppers right here in my duffle, come on
This right here SLS Syrup
This right here Prada from Milan
This right here filet mignon
Shit, I'm about to whip it like Boyardee
I got the sauce in the Goyardine
(Yeah, hoe, savvy?)
You seen me cook it like ravioli
(Yeah, hoe, savvy?)
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Quiet when I'm the phone
I'm handling shit, I got fetti pending
Ain't even tripping on a couple bands
Triple this shit, I got plenty spending
True story, I got some inventory loaded
I'm sorry, I got your bitch on all fours, she horny
Give her some wine and create a ocean
She said I f*ck like a deity
Hop out the bed, I'm already rolling
Spit out the reefer like nicotine
I'm boutta take the head off the Benz
We gotta pull up with guilotines
Top down, switch up the motor
I'm throwing fetti all over