Fendi Runners

Lyrics

[Intro] (Jose the Plug) Kasher Quon Let's go Alright, alright, alright You feel me? [Chorus] These Amiri, gave up Balmains in the summer Got your bitch dick suckin' off the Fendi runners [Verse] Is he swipin' or he not? Shit, I really wonder Five grams in a stout, this some fuckin' thunder (Fire) That's your bitch, she be fuckin' me undercover She get down, that's my bitch when we under covers Fire cook in the 'Wood, I be smokin' Gushers (Exotic) Sixty for a three-five, smokin' peanut butter (Breath) Bitch grabbin' on my dick, you wanna see or somethin'? Cut into her on the 'Gram like DM number 'Cause you've been wearin' them same Huaraches from the summer Complementin' on my drip, I can get you somethin' (Baby girl) But then again, I changed my mind 'cause you ain't hittin' no money Your last nigga was a hobo, that shit disgustin' Still hit MoneyGram with 'bout a million Just because we took a pic don't mean that we cousins [Chorus] These Amiri, gave up Balmains in the summer Got your bitch dick suckin' off the Fendi runners These Amiri, gave up Balmains in the summer Got your bitch dick suckin' off the Fendi runners These Amiri, gave up Balmains in the summer Got your bitch dick suckin' off the Fendi runners These Amiri, gave up Balmains in the summer Got your bitch dick suckin' off the Fendi runners