Fenty Face
by Lucy Bedroque
From the album: Unmusique
Duration: 2:14
Lyrics for Fenty Face
Lift up the whole game, only need one hand, uh No one called your name, nigga, put that hand down You want war with me? You don't bring your man, uh But you won't do it, no Yeah, lovely, beautiful Yeah, I wake up, it's sunny, bitch, I refuse to fold Yeah, your girl, she wan' suck me, I cannot do it to you She hit me up last Monday like, "Lucy, what you doing?" I love 'em in any shade, my taste is so nuanced Got that Fendi on my waist, la bella figura Look like I got Fenty face, she think I look good, yeah Watch what you smoke, they fent lacing, oh yeah Smoke an ounce out every day Every— e-every— every day I kill all the beats, I'm wanted for murder, yeah I kill all the speakers, bitch, they never learning In the crowd, they wan' see, said, "Don't close the curtains" On the 'Gram, you can't see me, I post on the burner Outside, she wan' see me, I'm like, "Bye-bye, birdie" I'm like, "Bye-bye— bye-bye, birdie" Only— yeah, only eighteen, rock out like I'm thirty Chamillionaire, I'm Altezza, ridin' dirty I'on even care, fuck that Tesla up, I dirt it Spent that check on IG brands, now his pockets hurting I'on need no ID, man, bitch, I know the servers Gold medal for that sex, I dive in her cervix She touching me on my chest, she love when I'm shirtless