Back to Top Down To Bottom

Fat Trel - Art Lyrics



Fat Trel - Art Lyrics
Official




Holdup put the car into park
Cream in my cup and it's dark
This ain't just a verse it's Art
I can't give a bitch my heart
I'm geeked up on meddies I'm ready
High tech in my cup and it's heavy
2 choppas up close it's wetty
I'm in the trap finger f*ckin the fetty
2 Choppas up close its wetty
All this water I'm breaking the levy
Where I'm from we do Helly no Pelle
Doctor Miami, came back with no belly
I'm tryina f*ck little bitch is you ready?
In this bitch with the whip just like Petty
Put this glock to his muhf*ckin temple bitch
If I'ma get you you turn to spaghetti
Tryina skate I'ma need me scat
Slap a drum in a drake with my slatt
Take it to me I run that shit back
I'm the one who put you on the map
Bitch I paid for that ass that petty lil cash
You trip then I'm taking it back
I just need a lil blast you pull out that bag
You gon see Percocets and some racks
Put the car into park
Cream in my cup and it's dark
This ain't just a verse it's Art
I can't give a bitch my heart
I'm geeked up on meddies I'm ready
High tech in my cup and it's heavy
2 choppas up close it's wetty
I'm in the trap finger f*ckin the fetty
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have an Interpretation of these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.

[ Or you can Request them: ]

We currently do not have these lyrics in English. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.

[ Or you can Request them: ]

English

Holdup put the car into park
Cream in my cup and it's dark
This ain't just a verse it's Art
I can't give a bitch my heart
I'm geeked up on meddies I'm ready
High tech in my cup and it's heavy
2 choppas up close it's wetty
I'm in the trap finger f*ckin the fetty
2 Choppas up close its wetty
All this water I'm breaking the levy
Where I'm from we do Helly no Pelle
Doctor Miami, came back with no belly
I'm tryina f*ck little bitch is you ready?
In this bitch with the whip just like Petty
Put this glock to his muhf*ckin temple bitch
If I'ma get you you turn to spaghetti
Tryina skate I'ma need me scat
Slap a drum in a drake with my slatt
Take it to me I run that shit back
I'm the one who put you on the map
Bitch I paid for that ass that petty lil cash
You trip then I'm taking it back
I just need a lil blast you pull out that bag
You gon see Percocets and some racks
Put the car into park
Cream in my cup and it's dark
This ain't just a verse it's Art
I can't give a bitch my heart
I'm geeked up on meddies I'm ready
High tech in my cup and it's heavy
2 choppas up close it's wetty
I'm in the trap finger f*ckin the fetty
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Carlos Young, Martel Reeves, TaVon Washington
Copyright: Lyrics © JN MEDIA MUSIC PUBLISHING, EMPIRE PUBLISHING

Back to: Fat Trel



Fat Trel - Art Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed by: Fat Trel
Language: English
Length: 1:16
Written by: Carlos Young, Martel Reeves, TaVon Washington
[Correct Info]
Tags:
No tags yet