Talley Of 300 - Fendi lyrics

{Chorus} Pistols on every ni**a 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 fu*k ni**a that tempt me Your b*tch 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 ni**a 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 fu*k ni**a that tempt me Your b*tch 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 b*tch 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 ni**a 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 ni**as 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 ni**a And I don't mean shopping but we blowing K's and I'm trying to spend fifty ni**a {Chorus} Pistols on every ni**a 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 fu*k ni**a that tempt me Your b*tch 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 ni**a 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 fu*k ni**a that tempt me Your b*tch 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 fu*k their feelings they can stay mad I'm sonning ni**as 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 ni**a dead ain't no power nap Put a bag on his head ain't no shower cap I'm ballin' b*tch don't interupt me Designer I'm wearing they made in this country Bad little b*tch wanna fu*k me the only ni**a she Aladin that monkey She su*k 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 ni**a death row My bro squeezing the pump it ain't Petro Drew the shotgun on you ni**as like Bledsoe All of my shooters trained like the metro Your b*tch say she like how I dress though Let's go, she through it back like a retro She got my sh*t on repeat like a echo Designer on me and my fu*king merch b*tches wanna let me fu*king surf I'm stackin cake and got these b*tches drippin Aunt Jemima Mrs. bu*terworth Rap fu*king god I can cuss in church Body in him like a fu*king hearse ni**as thought I was lyin' til ni**as start dyin' I been bout this sh*t like my stomach hurt {Chorus} Pistols on every ni**a 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 fu*k ni**a that tempt me Your b*tch 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 ni**a 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 fu*k ni**a that tempt me Your b*tch 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