lirik lagu fendida rappa & cardi b - point me 2 (sped up)
[intro: fendida rappa]
uh, i’ma give it to ’em just like this
(jordon, is that you?)
man, n~ggas tweaking with these fake ass pills
[chorus: fendida rappa]
look, he off a pill, n~ggas ill, is it even real?
he got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even k!ll? (what?)
n~ggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (what?)
n~ggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals?
he off a pill, n~ggas ill, is it even real? (uh)
he got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even k!ll? (what?)
n~ggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (what?)
n~ggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals? (hmm~mm)
[verse 1: fendida rappa]
all that rah~rah when i’m talkin’, they don’t hear me, though (hmm~mm)
play that sh~t back, make ’em sit back ’cause we in this ho (hmm~mm)
turn me up, i’m tryna f~ck, point me to the sl~ts (what?)
that n~gga tough, he out of luck, foe’nem gave ’em up (what?)
she got some buns, make me cum, this b~tch finna run (hmm~mm)
i gotta thumb, she can’t take it, b~tch, then make me numb (hmm~mm)
her p~ssy nukin’, he a goofy, she got goofy p~ssy (what?)
her sh~t taste good with no smell, she got a fruity p~ssy (what?)
i can’t wait, i’m tryna fack, take me to the back (uh, uh)
we hit a rat, where you at? we got uchi sat (uh, uh)
and all the guys in here ready, where the hoochies at? (where the hoochies at?)
in my city we get lit, that’s where the movies at (that’s where the movies)
and you can’t come up in this b~tch with all that goofy sh~t (uh, uh)
and you can’t come up in my city, think you moving sh~t (at all)
you can’t be actin’ like you with it, that’s that stupid sh~t (what?)
and you can’t tweak up off them pills ’cause we gon’ do you, b~tch (hmm~mm)
[chorus: fendida rappa]
he off a pill, n~ggas ill, is it even real?
he got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even k!ll? (what?)
n~ggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (what?)
n~ggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals?
he off a pill, n~ggas ill, is it even real? (uh)
he got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even k!ll? (what?)
n~ggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (what?)
n~ggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals? (hmm~mm)
[verse 2: cardi b & fendida rappa]
b~tches talkin’ all that rah~rah, i don’t feel it though (hmm~mm, i don’t feel it though)
like the plan b didn’t work, baby, i’m in this ho (hmm~mm, i’m in this ho)
this b~tch all wetty and she ready, ooh, she tryna f~ck (tryna f~ck)
he think he handsome, it’s a ransom, we done light ’em up (bah)
she got some buns, her sh~t dumb, ooh, i’m tryna cum (hmm~mm, uh)
i’m in the strippy with a bl!cky and a lot of ones (hmm~mm, uh)
my name is always in that mouth, i got that juicy p~ssy (juicy p~ssy)
lv, loose v~g~n~, she got louis p~ssy (ah)
ain’t gon’ lie, her sh~t is fat, hit it from the back (back)
she playin’ “wap,” she throwin’ cat in that uber black (black)
one of my b~tches like kehlani, one look like normani (look like normani)
me and my n~gga ’bout to flip ’em, we like tip and tiny (tip and tiny)
if there’s skezos in the club then you know where to find me (hmm~mm, where to find me)
all my diamonds eliantte, these sh~ts h~lla shiny (hmm~mm, h~lla shiny)
i’m makin’ cash, who shakin’ ass? i’m really movin’ sh~t (go)
i’m really eatin’ b~tches up, i’m out here chewin’ sh~t (bah)
too many b~tches in my city think they’re doin’ sh~t (think they’re doin’ sh~t)
too many opps that i don’t know, b~tch, who the f~ck is this? (who the f~ck is this?)
scared to face me by theyself, they start recruitin’ sh~t (start recruitin’ sh~t)
i call them p~ssy to their face, they don’t be doin’ sh~t (don’t be doin’ sh~t)
and i’m ready with receipts, i be provin’ sh~t (hmm~mm, i be provin’ sh~t)
i blow fifty racks in target on some stupid sh~t (hmm~mm, on some stupid sh~t)
b~tches out here must be slow, they out here losin’ it (out here losin’ it)
i’m like a ho, b~tch, i’m on go, i don’t care who it is (hmm~mm, bah)
[chorus: fendida rappa]
he off a pill, n~ggas ill, is it even real?
he got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even k!ll? (what?)
n~ggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (what?)
n~ggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals?
he off a pill, n~ggas ill, is it even real? (uh)
he got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even k!ll? (what?)
n~ggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (what?)
n~ggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals?
[outro: fendida rappa]
on foe’nem
y’all know what the f~ck going on
it’s a throw
what? it’s a throw
i’ma give it to ’em just like this
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