Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fidget, artist - Left Brain. Date of issue: 12.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Fidget |
| I broke up with my ex-girl |
| Riding new shit, rims spinning |
| I broke up with my ex-girl |
| Riding new shit, rims spinning like a fidget |
| Riding new shit, rims spinning like a fidget |
| New chains on, real cold super fridgid |
| Stupid ass bitch only gave her six digits |
| You want my phone number, well here’s the wrong number (Sike!) |
| Riding new shit, rims spinning like a fidget |
| New chains on, real cold super fridgid |
| Stupid ass bitch only gave her six digits |
| You want my phone number, well here’s the wrong number |
| You like some broke headphones, only one side work |
| Right side, left side, she make both sides twerk |
| Left Brain, bitch you know my worth |
| I got money in the bank, bitch you know I’m a flirt |
| And I just broke up with my ex so I’m going berzerk |
| And I just copped the brand new Lex, you know I’m gon' skrrt |
| Yellow bone in the passenger seat, she wearing a skirt |
| She suck my dick on the freeway made me crash in the dirt |
| Cause I got big belts on me like Texas |
| All my niggas with me and they’re wreckless |
| Everything checked off of my checklist |
| And I got all my side bitches on the guest list |
| I broke up with my ex-girl |
| I broke up with my ex-girl |
| Here’s her number |
| Sike, that’s the wrong number |
| Riding new shit, rims spinning like a fidget |
| New chains on, real cold super fridgid |
| Stupid ass bitch only gave her six digits |
| You want my phone number, well here’s the wrong number (Sike!) |
| Look you didn’t want me and I didn’t want you |
| You say that I cheated, girl that is not true |
| You say the lying, I saw you at Whole Foods |
| You think that you sick huh, you think that you’re so cool |
| See I’m over it, over it, over it, please get over it |
| See I was so selfish, I didn’t mean to hurt the bitch |
| I was playing fastball, I didn’t mean to curve the bitch |
| See I was just drifting, I didn’t mean to swerve the bitch |
| New whip, new phone, who dis |
| Big bank, big steak, big chips |
| Big bag, big wife, big dick |
| Big weight, big chain, big shit |
| Let’s go |
| Riding new shit, rims spinning like a fidget |
| New chains on, real cold super fridgid |
| Stupid ass bitch only gave her six digits |
| You want my phone number, well here’s the wrong number (Sike!) |