Fetti Lyrics - Dash

Money bags, yeah 

Money bags, nigga 

(uh) 

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti 

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti 

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti 

(yo, yo) 

I just left Houston, I just left Earth 

Lean in my car, gas in my blunt 

Got some hoes who gon' fuck 

I'm still pourin' up, I can see in his face 

Designer on my waist, now you all on her face 

That ho gave me face, that ho gave me face, damn, that ho gave me face 

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti 

I can't go in, I ain't ready 

I can't go in, I ain't ready 

I can't go in, I ain't ready 

Fetti on Fetti on Fetti 

I can't go in, I ain't ready 

I can't go in, I ain't ready 

Fetti on Fetti 

I can't go in, I ain't ready 

I can't go in, I ain't ready, that drank on me heavy 

I can't go in, I ain't ready 

I can't go in, I ain't ready 

Them pills can get heavy 

I can't go in, I ain't ready 

I can't go in, I ain't ready, that forty too heavy 

I can't go in, I ain't ready 

I can't go in, I ain't ready, just count on my Fetti