Fetti Cash - It's a Shame Lyrics
(chorus 2x):Its a shame yall don't got nothing better to doThan to sit around talking about who popped whoIts a shame yall dont got nothing better to doThan to sit around talking about who f*cked who(Verse): Shiz B CrazA big mouth will make a soft a** all that talk gonna lead to a gun blastIn my hood getting coke you better think fastAll that he say sh*t n*gga won't passWhite cracker n*ggas quick to put me on blastWorry bout did I hit but get no a**Type of n*gga no girl bet he bust fastGarbage n*ggas in my hood always talk trashFunny dude yeah n*gga need a good laughBut I ain't playing yeah I'll make a n*gga real madWhen I run up with the gun n*gga no maskWatch your mouth cause them words could be your ******ing lastCause your boy get shady like aftermathI get him washed up leave him in a blood bathBefore you talk sh*t find out the other halfCause when you assume it only make you look bad(chorus 2x)(Verse 2): Fetti CashI try to stay away from lame n*ggas that claim they was my main n*ggasThats them same n*ggas that will set you up for a few dollarsCause they really ain't about that dollarF done took it to the streets even got it up in these mean streetsWhere everybody talk like they can't die, cause they too highLoud mouths get erased so clap clap clappidy clap, clap clap clap boomI ain't about playing no games my soldier done told yaWe spit flames we spit fire we don't sit around talking bout who got poppedOr who got f*cked we talk about who getting that gwapI'm Fetti Cash been ready always been about racking I meanStacking it up, haters act like I give two f*cksI'm about big bucks if yall ain't about that(chorus 2x)(Verse 3): Vally'OI pull up in that new V, jump out in that pelle leatherSome show the love some envy the good fellaIf you knew better then got damn you'd do betterStead of sitting around get your groove back like you stellaHomie get your cake up then yo weight upWhen you flip that bird pass that chicken to jake upVvs cut and always keep that thing cutTrue diamond in the rough cause the bronx remain buckWilding and styling they hawking they be dialingThey be texting pillow talking homies heard it on the islandWord get around like Pac, how fams doing time and telling meWho got popped on the block, its no jokeThey even know who I pokedHe even know about that b*tch the other nightWith the deep throatIt could be old or new don't talk about me, talk about youIts a shame(chorus 2x)
