Fendi On My Body Lyrics – Tiktok

Fendi On My Body Lyrics

It’s a whole lotta money in this motherfu^ker (Bia, Bia)
It’s a whole lotta money in this motherf^cker

Ain’t gon’ keep me ’round no broke s^^t, that broke s^^t get old
And don’t keep me ’round no ho s^^t, these hoes get too bold
I’m allergic to that no s^^t, my wrist game on cold
I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes, yeah

I can’t wear the s^^t you bit^hes wear because it’s cheap to me
It’s some money at my table, grab a seat with me
Cost a ticket just to cover all my legal fees
I don’t hang with jealous bit^hes, that’s a weak disease
Ho, don’t run up
If you broke and in my business, then just shut up
I invested in my body bit^hes, I’m done up
I look good, I like to fu^k him when the sun up, uh

I put on my jewelry just to go to the bodega
And I keep it with me just so that I’m feeling safer
Fendi on my body, but my feet is in Bottega
bit^hes, I’m getting money, give a fu^k about a hater

It’s a whole lotta money in this motherfu^ker
It’s a whole lotta money in this motherf^cker

Ain’t gon’ keep me ’round no broke s^^t, that broke s^^t get old
And don’t keep me ’round no ho s^^t, these hoes get too bold
I’m allergic to that no s^^t, my wrist game on cold
I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes

White on white Bentley, trunk got the engine
Ho tryna get near me, bit^hes, stay up outta my mentions
Birkin bag, got plenty, twenty racks and Fendi
Got time for these messy hoes in my business, I ain’t with it
Got right now, not next, need M’s on all of my checks
Don’t worry ’bout who I text, just know it ain’t my ex
Lotta rich n^^gas in here, no bit^hes n^^gas in here
When the pack landed a check cleared and this what you hear, uh

I put on my jewelry just to go to the bodega
And I keep it with me just so that I’m feeling safer
Fendi on my body, but my feet is in Bottega
bit^hes, I’m getting money, give a fu^k about a hater

It’s a whole lotta money in this motherf^cker
It’s a whole lotta money in this motherf^cker

Ain’t gon’ keep me ’round no broke s^^t, that broke s^^t get old
And don’t keep me ’round no ho s^^t, these hoes get too bold
I’m allergic to that no s^^t, my wrist game on cold
I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes

Bia, Bia