Hurricane Wisdom

Fetish
Woah, woah (Dxnte, you snapped on this one) Rose gold, fetish shot for time, It's on my wrist Smell like I'm a shit, while bitches dead, she gon' lose me Now I'm mainstream, everybody wanna use me Get a shank, who ain't nothing think about recruiting Oh, you never think about recruiting 'Cause this bitch is over, she get thick, and she my roomie Wow, this bitch get faggin' like she know me Down my head, they hoes, they love hackin' like groupie Wow, okay, fuck it, send them this way I ain't on the road, this shit, I'm probably at my bitch place I ain't got no gives, but shit, I put them on my bitch face I know I keep sendin', so I- (Oh) I know I keep sendin', I feel Christmas on my feet Drown on top of the gym, but I ain't never been on beat Roof off top of the beat, but this bitch lookin' like a deadbeat Spook on all these dreams, while I be hiding with sippy Rose gold, fetish shot for time, It's on my wrist Smell like I'm a shit, while bitches dead, she gon' lose me Now I'm mainstream, everybody wanna use me Get a shank, who ain't nothing think about recruiting Get a shank, who ain't nothing think about recruiting From Letras Mania