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Fendi
Hip-Hop/Rap
Fendi was released on October 1, 2021 by 3328669 Records DK as a part of the album Pressure
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Release DateOctober 1, 2021
Label3328669 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
A Lani
A Lani
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A Lani
A Lani
Songwriter

Lyrics

After 15 years in storage, the lemons had developed a delayed fuse
It took 90 minutes for these little fuckers to kick in, but once they did, pow
I went ghost with baby girl, and now they think we missin
From head to toe, drip double C, I got my baby crippin
Convicted felons from the hood sendin' up them shots like Pippin
If I told you what I spent on shoes, you would think I'm trippin
My **** still trappin', out the spot, trappin' out the pot, the kitchen
Every time the police start to knock, we was cleanin' off the dishes
And I know a youngin' from the block, he never fail no mission
I tried to tell em Id be great, but they ain't wanna listen
I added UV to my henny, not supposed to mix it
I drank so much, I was depressed, I couldn't tell the difference
I thought my girl would hold it down, but she can't handle distance
Now Every time I think about her, man, I end up sippin',
I need a Bentley
Cause tell me who gon hold it down when I feel empty
Everyone just temporary like a Renty
Don't even want no one around me, I ain't friendly
Nah, nah, nah, nah, that's a Fendi
We used to tote machetes, now we tote extendies
Got cartier on, my glasses, I see the envy
Baby girl, you look better inside my Benzi, yeah
I know they resent me
It's probably cause I vibe alone fuck bein' trendy
They probably hate me cause of money, I got plenty
I rock designer all, my clothes got way too many
I ran up so much, they mad I got a business
I paid a couple ****, baby, moms a visit
It's not my fault cause I ain't know she was your mistress
You wouldn't believe, a soldier turned a witness
Shorty messin' with me, she better be a gymnast
I heard you got double C, now you actin' different
I take you out overseas, only if you with it
Probably cop Givenchy, too much, I'm addicted
Paranoid, never get sleep, wide awake, I'm twitchin
Amiri, cover my feet, just to match my Christians
I get the guap like a fiend, all about my chicken
Chicken, no more wishin
I put that on my mom, don't need no love, I need a Bentley
Cause tell me, who gon' hold it down when I feel empty
Everyone just temporary like a Renty
Don't even want no one around me, I ain't friendly
Nah, nah, nah, nah, that's a Fendi
We used to tote machetes, now we tote the extendies
Got Cartier on my glasses, I see the envy
Baby girl, you look better inside my Benzi, yeah
Written by: A Lani
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