Fefe Lyrics - Murda Beatz

It's Fuckin' Treyway! 

King of New York, lookin' for the Queen 

Uh, You got the right one 

Let these bitches know, nigga 

Queens, Brooklyn 

Murda on the beat so it's not nice! 

Pussy got that wet, wet 

Got that drip, drip 

Got that super soaker 

Hit that, she a Fefe 

Hun' and Keke, she clean my dick like a freak, freak 

I don't even know like "why I did that?" 

I don't even know like "why I hit that?" 

All I know is that I just can't wife that 

Talk to her nice so she won't fight back 

Turn around and hit it from the back, back, back 

Murder that damn thing and make it clap, clap, clap 

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I don't really want no fame 

I don't really want no friends, no 

Draco got that kick-back 

When I blow that thing on your track 

They don't shoot back, one shot, close range, red dot 

Head tie, yeah, I think that, yeah, I live that 

Call an Uber with my shooter 

With a Ruger, we gon' do these 

Say they killing people but I really fucking do it 

I don't really want no fame 

I don't really want no friends, no 

He tryna 69 like Tekashi call him papi 

Word to A$AP, keep my Rocky 

I'm from New York, so I'm cocky 

Say he fuckin' with my posse 

Copped my Khloe like Kardashi' 

Keep this pussy in Versace 

Said I'm pretty like Tinashe 

P-Put it all up in his face 

Did I catch a case? 

Pussy game just caught a body, but I never leave a trace 

Face is pretty, ass for days 

I get chips, I ask for Lay's 

I just sit back and when he done, I be like, "Yo, how'd it taste?" 

Yo, how'd it taste!? 

I don't really want no fame 

I don't really want no friends, no 

Ayo! 

Draco got that kick-back 

When it kick-back, you can't get your shit back 

In fact, this that bitch that 

"I hate small talk, I don't fuck with chit-chat" 

AC just stopped working, so they hit me, told me bring my wrist back 

Come through rocking fashions 

That got all these bitches like "Yo, what's that?" 

I don't really want no fame 

I don't really want no friends, no 

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe 

I catch a hoe right by her toe 

If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki 

Kick that hoe right through the door (Tr3yWay) 

I don't really want friends 

My old hoe just bought this Benz 

Nicki just hopped in this shit 

"I won't see that bitch again" 

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe 

I catch a hoe right by her toe 

If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki 

Kick that hoe right through the door (Tr3yWay) 

Mmm, Young Money, Young Money bunny 

Colorful hair, don't care 

I don't really want no friends 

I don't really want no friends, no 

I don't really want no friends 

I don't really want no friends, no 

Scum Gang!