‎fed lyrics

[Intro]
Yuh yuh
[?] now I got that [?] on me (Yuh yuh)
She was a fed but now I put some brakeage on it (put some brakeage on it)
I am a man but now I know that lame is on me (lame is on me)

[Chorus]
Cause you a mof*ckin' lame b*tch, yeah I know I am the greatest
Yeah I wanna get paid b*tch, til' my pockets f*ckin' latex
I want more money than sex, yeah, diamonds hangin' from my neck, yeah
I didn't know you a fed, yeah, b*tch I ain't talkin' to feds, huh

[Verse]
I can never change, I don't want no b*tch no
I can never stay, shawty want my di*k no
But some things never change, [?] stick now
But I stay in my lane, and now that b*tch she freakin' out
Because she is a lame, I told that b*tch she lame
I told that b*tch she's gay, and now b*tch want my bone
Like nah b*tch give me brain, and I can never go, out with no f*ckin' lame
Had to teach your b*tch some tricks, cause now she f*ckin' tame
Two B2nnys on my pen is when my pen is rockin'
Pop out in Dior, got to crossin' watchin'
Two B2nnys on my b*tch-b*tch, cause I'm lit-lit
Uh, loadin' up my clip-clip when I switch-switch
Put my city on the map with a track now (with a track now)
Yeah that shawty want my di*k, blow her back out
Freestylin' on this f*ckin' sh*t cause I rap now (cause I rap b*tch)
Man I got ten f*ckin' b*tches cause it's facts now
Yeah it's wraps now, I'm blowin' back down
Oh that boy is standin' up? Blow him back down
Guccis on my body b*tch so I can wear designer homie
Shawty wanna f*ck me but that b*tch I swear she barely know me (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, water on my neck cause I got diamonds on me (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, pull up with that dog and I be walkin' homie (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I don't want no problems with you b*tch you owe me (Woahh)
Yeah, I don't want no problems with no b*tch don't hold me
Yeah, takin' a hit of my nic, yeah, she wanna f*ck me real quick, yeah
Know she stuck like a tic, yeah, too many bands in the whip, yeah
Too many bands in the kitchen, yeah, too many bands in my fit, yeah
Too many bands in my b*tch, yeah, too many bands in my switch, yuh
[Chorus]
Cause you a mof*ckin' lame b*tch, yeah I know I am the greatest
Yeah I wanna get paid b*tch, til' my pockets f*ckin' latex
I want more money than sex, yeah, diamonds hangin' from my neck, yeah
I didn't know you a fed, yeah, b*tch I ain't talkin' to feds, huh yuh yuh