Fendi

[Pre-Chorus: Bobbi Bandido}
Put a zip on the gold
Let it rip in the rolls
Dissing women for bros
LNK put me on goals
Give me some years I’m the GOAT
Give me some years on the road, let's go
Tears ain’t no joy, feel like a movie
Feel like a movie
Home, but don’t feel alone

[Chorus: Bobbi Bandido & 𝘓𝘕𝘒}
Fit out, Fendi
Whip out, benzy (𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩)
People shit talking, smelly
Don’t mean nun, they don’t offend me (𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩)
Fit out, Fendi
Whip out, benzy (𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩)
People shit talking, smelly
Don’t mean nun, they don’t offend me (𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩)

[Verse 1: Bobbi Bandido]
They think they all in my head
But they do not be in my head
But their girls be in my DM
Their girls tryna give me some (whops)
But I got my eyes on the bread (yeah)
I got no type I let em sing, yeah
Hop in my ride and you will see, yeah
Fendi prints all over my t-shirt
No no, no no, no no (yeah, yeah, yeah, woh)
You can go and say your name (your name)
It doesn’t even ring a bell (a bell)
Soon as I drop something new (new)
The jealousy smell *sniff*
Giving em' hell (giving em' hell)
Hop in the hell-cat (skrt, vroom)
That's matte black
Speed on the track
Tell me I can’t rap
I just murdered, that's facts
Shoutout to Nappy Naps
And that's no cap (hey!)

[Pre-Chorus: Bobbi Bandido}
Gold
Let it rip in the rolls
Dissing women for bros
LNK put me on goals
Give me some years I’m the GOAT
Give me some years on the road, let's go
Tears ain’t no joy, feel like a movie
Feel like a movie
Home, but don’t feel alone

[Verse 2: Ezpex]
Yeah, I'm pulling up with salsa nachos
I'm on the road they tell me I'm the goat
Saying she wanna fuck but I'm sorry I won't
I wanna sleep but I gotta stay woke (stay woke)
She tryna eat but I'm feedin' my bros
Homie just give me a song to compose
Got my legs on my back
Running from the opps I got dope in my bag
Need some brown on my black
Me n' Bobbi only speakin' them facts
I ain't racing no flag
Until I got people that singing my tracks
And I hate mathematics
Fuck school I ain't gon never go back
All these fake ass copies give me real
Fendi
I feel braindead from the people that I'm friends with

[Chorus: Bobbi Bandido & 𝘓𝘕𝘒}
Fit out, Fendi
Whip out, benzy (𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩)
People shit talking, smelly
Don’t mean nun, they don’t offend me (𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩)
Fit out, Fendi
Whip out, benzy (𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩)
People shit talking, smelly
Don’t mean nun, they don’t offend me (𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩)

[Outro: LNK & 𝘌𝘻𝘱𝘦𝘹]
Mm, wow
𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩
Mm