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) <br />

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Thanks to d