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Fetti Cash - Universal Soldier Lyrics

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  • Universal Soldier
  • (aYo! what up yall its ya boy fetti cash
  • I'm just here to do my thing man
  • I get money I do whatever I do
  • Dont hate on me
  • Cause hey I mean hating is not gon' get
  • Yall no where
  • If hating on me getting ya rich...keep hating
  • Keep on hating man
  • Yo stick I'm going to the top man)
  • (Verse):
  • What yall wanna see F clap sh*t up, or better yet
  • Wrap sh*t up cause F spit rapidly fires and blow out
  • Ya amplifiers, yes I'm most hated cause I do what I do and I
  • Screw who I screw I play the low cause F is a professional
  • No sir, I ain't tryna lose I ain't one dun front once
  • If ya might let you.....ughh! (one more time shiz, one more time)
  • What yall wanna see F clap sh*t up, or better yet
  • Wrap sh*t up cause F spit rapidly fires and blow out
  • Ya amplifiers, yes I'm most hated cause I do what I do and I
  • Screw who I screw I play the low cause F is a professional
  • No sir, I ain't tryna lose I'm tryna get rich my dude or die trying
  • I ain't 50 but many men and many whores wish death on the
  • Crooked eye ya know the bandit always come out swinging
  • I ain't the one dun front once and I might let you cool breeze
  • Front again and you never seen again, I'm a webside hooligan
  • And a U.S representative, haters hate me but they still wanna
  • Ride with me, I roll with my set cause F's a G
  • I'm a wild cowboy now whose f*cking with me
  • (chorus):
  • If its money that yall want
  • Come get it I got it
  • If its beef that yall want
  • I got heat for you
  • I'm a universal soldier so yall f*cking with who
  • Yall n*ggas f*cking with who?
  • (Verse 2):
  • The streets got it f*cked up talking like fetti ain't eating
  • You can't be serious Fetti Cash is a hustler
  • I tip toed back in the game with 16 yams
  • 4 weeks later your boy copping a hunnit yams
  • My dude showed me the chef sh*t now I'm one of the best cooks
  • I put the coke in a pot and let it bake down to the oil
  • I don't buy that hard sh*t cause its baking soda
  • I ain't no paper soldier I'ma U.S soldier
  • I ain't flossing I'm just bossing I'm the best at my sh*t
  • Brickstacks yeah I used to bubble packs but homie
  • That didn't really make me, how the f*ck you think I got the name fetti
  • I got it from bronx dale and I can tell you a bronx tale
  • Faggot I never tattle tell, Fetti Cash ain't never a rat
  • I run circles around you haters traps in fact
  • I'm a bread winner
  • (chorus 2x)

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