Fiji
Checking through all the expenses got me lit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I seen this shawdie's legs, and made 'em lift
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got her bent down
I got her touching her toes now
She gone be riding the pole now
Look at my diamonds the froze now
Might stunt on yo bitch
Countin brown Hunnids, my fingers might twitch
Had a goal in my mind finna get rich
I'm calling my niggas like "what is the sitch?"
Repping this blue, but I am not crip
Dive in the pool, I come out with drip
I'm with the crew, We lovin' yo chick
She be sucking me good, she might swallow my kids
I just be flooded with all of my jewels
I got these bitches they coming in twos
Nigga talk like he got somehing to prove
I got a couple a cases no not of that brew
Bitch want the neck, but I'm not in the mood
Feel like the weather man up on the news
These vvs diamonds rain like a monsoon
All this ice bringing back winter in June
Looking at me balling
All these fake niggas be falling
Fiji, she calling
Gotta ride back in the morning
Baby I'll call you right back, I'm a young boss that don't do the talking
Look at me flossing
Gas in my lungs got me coughing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I seen this shawdie's legs, and made 'em lift
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got her bent down
I got her touching her toes now
She gone be riding the pole now
Look at my diamonds the froze now
Might stunt on yo bitch
Countin brown Hunnids, my fingers might twitch
Had a goal in my mind finna get rich
I'm calling my niggas like "what is the sitch?"
Repping this blue, but I am not crip
Dive in the pool, I come out with drip
I'm with the crew, We lovin' yo chick
She be sucking me good, she might swallow my kids
I just be flooded with all of my jewels
I got these bitches they coming in twos
Nigga talk like he got somehing to prove
I got a couple a cases no not of that brew
Bitch want the neck, but I'm not in the mood
Feel like the weather man up on the news
These vvs diamonds rain like a monsoon
All this ice bringing back winter in June
Looking at me balling
All these fake niggas be falling
Fiji, she calling
Gotta ride back in the morning
Baby I'll call you right back, I'm a young boss that don't do the talking
Look at me flossing
Gas in my lungs got me coughing
Credits
Writer(s): Neel Nair
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.