Fetch lyrics
by GRIP
[Intro]
Young n*gga, move that dope
Young n*gga, young n*gga, move that dope
Young n*gga, move that–, uh, yeah
Young n*gga–, uh
Uh-huh, yeah, uh, look
[Verse 1]
I had a stick in the Honda, back when I used to kick it with Shonda
Tiffany, Rhonda, Brittney, Yolanda, Trish, and Latonya
I used to stare at the pistol and ponder, a mission for commas
Now I can double and triple the dollars, soliciting trauma
I got the blick and the bomber just to visit my mama
I'm addicted to b*tches and drama, liquor and ganja
Cut off a freak, I don't lose sleep, damn, this n*gga a monster
Big boy Jeep when I beep-beep, like I just seen GRIP in a Tonka
[Chorus]
Yeah, fetch it (Fetch it)
Go get the dough and then stretch it (Stretch it)
Pole with me, don't even test it (Test it)
Brokе n*gga, go to the exit (Exit)
Yeah, fеtch it (Fetch it)
Go get the dough and then stretch it (Stretch it)
Pole with me, don't even test it (Test it)
Broke n*gga, go to the exit (Exit)
[Verse 2]
Young n*gga's finna run his stats up
I'ma mismatch in any matchup
Let this sh*t clap if n*gga act up
When it kickback, they callin' backup
Blew a big sack then ran it back up
All these n*ggas raps full of cap, bruh
Target on my back 'cause I'm Black, bruh?
Hardest on the map, that's a fact, ugh
East is where he be reppin', I just dropped the E30 on BBSs
I don't flock to these birdies, won't see me stressin'
Get to jottin' these verses, like nah, ugh
Versus droppin' these n*ggas like DDTs
I'm the young n*gga came up on EBT
With that beady beads, now my CDs more vivid than DVDs
They ain't seein' me, uh
[Chorus]
Yeah, fetch it (Fetch it)
Go get the dough and then stretch it (Stretch it)
Pole with me, don't even test it (Test it)
Broke n*gga, go to the exit (Exit)
Yeah, fetch it (Fetch it)
Go get the dough and then stretch it (Stretch it)
Pole with me, don't even test it (Test it)
Broke n*gga, go to the exit (Exit)