Correction Paroles Fendi par Montana of 300

Featuring(s) : Talley of 300

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{Chorus}
Pistols on every nigga that's with me
Play and I bet every clip will get empty
Draco look like an F, it got one in the neck I dare any fuck nigga that tempt me
Your bitch on my dick, she feeling my drip
She see I'm the one that they envy
She wanna, F, she wanna F on me Fendi
Pistols on every nigga that's with me
Play and I bet every clip will get empty
Draco look like an F, it got one in the neck I dare any fuck nigga that tempt me
Your bitch on my dick, she feeling my drip
She see I'm thе one that they envy
Shе wanna, F, she wanna F on me Fendi

{Verse 1: Talley of 300}
I'm too sly to be under the weather
So much drip I should come with umbrellas
And your bitch want the D
She know it's MOB
But she said she want a good fella'
Wannna F on a G, I'm a letter
She said she wanna see ima sell her
I mean she want the crack
I mean she want the D
So I gave her a hit like a {?}
You know that 4 on my right side
You won't smoke must not be in your right mind
I grip n roll on em like pythons
Go straight up on a nigga like Zion
{?}face it is my time
Got hoes on my dollar like a nightline
They know I'm a vet
Like I used to fight
Now pussy explode cuz that pipe bomb
Better be a hamstring if they pull somethin
All my niggas goin ride like a tour bus
Like a carpenter I keep a tool tucked
No pump fake and I shoot on a pull up
With that piece I get violent ay
I done showed enough peace up to now I say
God forgive me when I power take
That little white off your face wipe your smiles away
These words ain't at fend with me
And if they didn't fend me
I'm a fan like a supporter
When I fan it's gonna get windy
Just tempt me
Gamble your life on the strip like it's sin city nigga
And I don't mean shopping but we blowing K's and I'm trying to spend fifty nigga

{Chorus}
Pistols on every nigga that's with me
Play and I bet every clip will get empty
Draco look like an F, it got one in the neck after any fuck nigga that tempt me
Your bitch on my dick, she feeling my drip
She see I'm the one that they envy
She wanna, F, she wanna F on me Fendi
Pistols on every nigga that's with me
Play and I bet every clip will get empty
Draco look like an F, it got one in the neck after any fuck nigga that tempt me
Your bitch on my dick, she feeling my drip
She see I'm the one that they envy
She wanna, F, she wanna F on me Fendi

[Verse 2: Montana of 300]
All F's like my grades bad
Fuck their feelings they can stay mad
I'm sonning niggas I don't play dad
Catching bodies I don't play tag
Show em how to slide like hockey lessons
Drop his top quick that's sloppy seconds
That nigga dead ain't no power nap
Put a bag on his head ain't no shower cap
I'm ballin' bitch don't interupt me
Designer I'm wearing they made in this country
Bad little bitch wanna fuck me the only nigga she Aladin that monkey
She suck me I slay her like Buffey
We been undercover no 21 jumpstreet
Yeah I heard the ops wanna touch me
I {?} up them killers ain't talkin about Chucky
Better make sure your wearing a vest though
I got the strap in both hands nigga death row
My bro squeezing the pump it ain't Petro
Drew the shotgun on you niggas like Bledsoe
All of my shooters trained like the metro
Your bitch say she like how I dress though
Let's go, she through it back like a retro
She got my shit on repeat like a echo
Designer on me and my fucking merch
Bitches wanna let me fucking surf
I'm stackin cake and got these bitches drippin
Aunt Jemima Mrs. butterworth
Rap fucking god I can cuss in church
Body in him like a fucking hearse
Niggas thought I was lyin' til niggas start dyin'
I been bout this shit like my stomach hurt

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