Song Title: Fetti
Artist: Yung Ralph/Young Thug/Fetty Wap
Record Label: UNKNOWN
Produced By: Ricky Racks
Released: 2017


[Intro]

Hey yo man, we got Juug moth*****in’ man
We got the Thugger Thugger, we got Lil Uzi

[Chorus]

What would you do for the money baby? Yeah
Zoovie-Zoo and Thugger baby, yeah baby
Slime told me, don’t bring the thunder, yeah baby
I swear to God this is what they wanted, yeah baby
I want some fetti, let count some fetti
I am so ready, why you spaghetti?
I want that fetti, I need that fetti
She want that fetti, believing in fetti, bet it

[Verse 1]

I’m bout to stop fu**in’ with ni**as I know ain’t with it
(f**k em)
You lil f**k ni**as is momma boys, go suck a ti**y (b**ch!)
F**k it, I cop a new ride and
I pick up some h*es in the city (skrrt!)
Mollies on person, you know I get nerf in it, freaky
No barbaric b**ch, I got on some Burberry
I keep them blue Benjamins on me for credit
If you go on this move you might get you a slice like a deli
Big choppers, I got lots of bullets and trailers
I’m a big dog, I’m a big dog
Be with my boy, pina colada
I am a tiger, f**k a Mufasa
I sh*t like a diaper, I’m never gon’ wife her
Swear, swear, I’m never gon’ wife her
I catch her the bed and I f**k out the lights
I swear I’m in Europe, but I don’t got Facetime, baby girl, we can Skype

[Chorus]

What would you do for the money baby? Yeah
Zoovie-Zoo and Thugger baby, yeah baby
Slime told me, don’t bring the thunder, yeah baby
I swear to God this is what they wanted, yeah baby
I want some fetti, let’s count some fetti
I am so ready, why you spaghetti?
I want that fetti, I need that fetti
She want that fetti, believing in fetti, bet it


[Verse 2]

Yeah, why your b**ch on me? Yeah
Yeah, all of my boxers be Tommy
Don’t run up on me ya’ll
My little b**ch is a gangster, she tote that .40 ya’ll
Drive that foreign like a Chevy, envy Thugger and Young Fetty
Yeah, I’m countin’ all that fetti, nowadays my jewelry heavy
Ya I’m rockin’ on designer clothes
Ya nowadays sharin’ my h*es
Ya everyday hear bout this dough
Just in case you didn’t know
I had your b**ch on my phone
Little ni**a now you know
Pull up right there on your block
You know Thugger got the pole, yeah
Now I be gettin’ the knots
Lil Uzi rockin’ them shows yahh
Countin’ fetti, not a rapper
Treat the game like rock and roll ya

[Chorus]

What would you do for the money baby? Yeah
Zoovie-Zoo and Thugger baby, yeah baby
Slime told me, don’t bring the thunder, yeah baby
I swear to God this is what they wanted, yeah baby
I want some fetti, let’s count some fetti
I am so ready, why you spaghetti?
I want that fetti, I need that fetti
She want that fetti, believing in fetti, bet it

[Verse 3]

Gucci and Louie come straight out the box
I play with Fetti but my name ain’t Wap
Hop out that truck and I hop in the drop
Hit from the back but I love her on top
What would you do for the cash?
Care what you do for the cash
I’m talkin’ that money with Thugger right now while we thumb through a bag
Still on the block, yeah I still do that work
Still movin’ snow and that purp
Ni**as own G’s, oh don’t play with the air, killer put a hole in your shirt
Hit a ni**a where it hurt
I’ma get her out her skirt
Shoot an uzi by my ni**a Uzi in the winter time ridin’ vert’
Diamonds flashin’ like an ambulance
In the bank doin’ the money dance
Overseas with a foreign b**ch, she red for me, gotta get a tan
What would you do for this paper baby?
Still screamin’ f**k a hater baby
I’m the Cavs, you the Lakers baby
Gated cribs sit on acres baby, Juug

[Chorus]

What would you do for the money baby? Yeah
Zoovie-Zoo and Thugger baby, yeah baby
Slime told me, don’t bring the thunder, yeah baby
I swear to God this is what they wanted, yeah baby
I want some fetti, let’s count some fetti
I am so ready, why you spaghetti?
I want that fetti, I need that fetti
She want that fetti, believing in fetti, bet it