Deadly
Sh*t get deadly, get deadly
Nas want beef but I got spaghetti
Go heavy, go heavy
Take a nga bih, I know that you jelly
I'm petty, I'm petty
Smoking on smelly, u smoking on reggie
Get fetti, get fetti
Split it wit dawgs like ed, edd, eddie
U teddy, u teddy
Say he want smoke?
Boy yo ass not ready
Machete, machete
Sh*t get deadly, get deadly
Nas want beef but I got spaghetti
Go heavy, go heavy
Take a nga bih, I know that you jelly
I'm petty, I'm petty
Smoking on smelly, u smoking on reggie
Get fetti, get fetti
Split it wit dawgs like ed, edd, eddie
U teddy, u teddy
Say he want smoke?
Boy yo ass not ready
Machete, machete
He sweaty, he sweaty
This sh*t ain't no games
This sh*t will get messy
VIP$hit the gang, we all bout our fetti
Cannot stop hustling I need me a prezi
Chasing my goals, Lionell messi
Don't wanna fk I need me some becky
Don't hit me up, boy I'm not even friendly
All in my bag, I'm sponsored by hefty
Playthatboizay you might go on a frenzy
Go on a kill streak and cop u a sentry
Bih I get racks, u scrapping up pennies
Stay in the hood I feel like I'm Kenny
Walk out my life and there's no type of reentry
Don't hit me up when I pull up in Bentley's
Bag a na momma, make u feel like u bambi
Dark angel to God I pray for my enemies
Nas want beef but I got spaghetti
Go heavy, go heavy
Take a nga bih, I know that you jelly
I'm petty, I'm petty
Smoking on smelly, u smoking on reggie
Get fetti, get fetti
Split it wit dawgs like ed, edd, eddie
U teddy, u teddy
Say he want smoke?
Boy yo ass not ready
Machete, machete
Sh*t get deadly, get deadly
Nas want beef but I got spaghetti
Go heavy, go heavy
Take a nga bih, I know that you jelly
I'm petty, I'm petty
Smoking on smelly, u smoking on reggie
Get fetti, get fetti
Split it wit dawgs like ed, edd, eddie
U teddy, u teddy
Say he want smoke?
Boy yo ass not ready
Machete, machete
He sweaty, he sweaty
This sh*t ain't no games
This sh*t will get messy
VIP$hit the gang, we all bout our fetti
Cannot stop hustling I need me a prezi
Chasing my goals, Lionell messi
Don't wanna fk I need me some becky
Don't hit me up, boy I'm not even friendly
All in my bag, I'm sponsored by hefty
Playthatboizay you might go on a frenzy
Go on a kill streak and cop u a sentry
Bih I get racks, u scrapping up pennies
Stay in the hood I feel like I'm Kenny
Walk out my life and there's no type of reentry
Don't hit me up when I pull up in Bentley's
Bag a na momma, make u feel like u bambi
Dark angel to God I pray for my enemies
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Writer(s): Isaiah Loubeau
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