Fetish lyrics

[Intro]
What's up, man?
Petty
Is it, man?
I'm good
b*tch, this is how I-, ayy
Ayy, chillin' with these freaks (Ayy, who made it? Millan made it)

[Chorus]
I got a fetish, I like b*tches with pretty teeth and pretty feet (Feet)
This sh*t get deep
Ho asked me do I love her, I said, "b*tch, I love the streets"
I want a girl that got a problem, can't stop f*cking with these freaks (Damn)
I ain't gotta do too much, I'm lit, when they see me, hoes speak (Yeah)
They ain't gotta know we f*cking, uh-uh, keep that sh*t low-key (Low-key)
I don’t like 'em in my business, you know me, I’m CMP (Yeah)
pus*y good, I get yo' hair done, I keep yo' sh*t on fleek (Yeah)
Hundred shots up in the Draco, knock down walls, this b*tch a bеast (Baow, baow)

[Verse 1]
We ain't talking to no laws, I go deaf, I can't speak (Haha, dеaf)
And nah, we don't squash beef, we put n*ggas on a tee (Brrt, brrt)
The opps think it's sweet 'cause we ain't spin in like a week (Yeah)
And we don't get tired of sliding, b*tch, I do this sh*t for Dee (Bah-bah, yeah)
Have you ever got in a shootout and had to wash off with the bleach? (Yeah)
Have you ever sat in bushes tryna run down on a beast? (Oh, yeah?)
Have you ever touched a brick, have you feeling like you Meech? (Yeah)
This Glock 19 little, but it'll knock you off yo' feet (Boom)
And no, I don't pillow talk to hoes, no, l am too street (Yeah)
n*gga, f*ck a drive-by, b*tch, we hoppin' out on feet (Bah-bah)
I ain't come to smoke (Bah) no weed, b*tch, get down on yo' knees (Bah, bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah)
And I don't believe in no big homie, n*ggas don't practice what they preach
Them n*ggas killed my partner? Cool, leave it in the streets (Yeah)
Them n*ggas gon' die soon as we find out where they be (Yeah, for real)
And I don't gotta give out money (Bah), them hoes gon' f*ck me ‘cause I'm street (Get down)
Told lil' bro, "Don’t spare a soul, you better hit everything you see"
[Chorus]
I got a fetish, I like b*tches with pretty teeth and pretty feet (Feet)
This sh*t get deep (Feet)
Ho asked me do I love her, I said, "b*tch, I love the streets"
I want a girl that got a problem, can't stop f*cking with these freaks (Damn)
I ain't gotta do too much, I'm lit, when they see me, hoes speak (Yeah)
They ain't gotta know we f*cking, uh-uh, keep that sh*t low-key (Low-key)
I don’t like 'em in my business, you know me, I’m CMP (Yeah)
pus*y good, I get yo' hair done, I keep yo' sh*t on fleek (On fleek)
Hundred shots up in the Draco, knock down walls, this b*tch a beast (Baow, grrt)

[Verse 2]
We got sticks all in this trap house and I can't slow down for nothin', baby, this a Track hawk (Slow down)
I just f*cked this ratchet b*tch and made her tap out (Bah)
God, money, and family the only thing that I care 'bout (Haha), woah
Body after body, let's have some competition (You see it)
Ain't no squashing beef, f*ck the opposition (Skrrt)
We got switches on them Glocks, ain't no such thing as missing (Uh-uh)
I go slide by myself, I'm the only witness
This a Scat Pack (Yeah), and I got thirty in this Glock (Come here), he better back-back (Yeah)
I don't show love (Hey) to none of my opps, they gon' get hash tagged (Brrt)
Lil' bro thirteen, he tryna slide with his lil' bad ass, fah

[Chorus]
I got a fetish, I like b*tches with pretty teeth and pretty feet (Feet)
This sh*t get deep (Feet)
Ho asked me do I love her, I said, "b*tch, I love the streets"
I want a girl that got a problem, can't stop f*cking with these freaks (Damn)
I ain't gotta do too much, I'm lit, when they see me, hoes speak (Yeah)
They ain't gotta know we f*cking, uh-uh, keep that sh*t low-key (Low-key)
I don’t like 'em in my business, you know me, I’m CMP (Yeah)
pus*y good, I get yo' hair done, I keep yo' sh*t on fleek (On fleek)
Hundred shots up in the Draco, knock down walls, this b*tch a beast (Beast)
[Outro]
Haha, where they at? Where they be?
'Cause I don't see 'em on these streets
Catch him down bad, do 'em dirty, 'bout they freak
That Glocky, that's my twin, I don't let 'em in my reach (In my reach)
Yeah, where they be?
See 'em on they streets