Exhausting Fendi Frost (Ft. FBG Duck)

[Intro: Fendi Frost]
(Chase the money, chase the money)
Fendi

[Verse 1: Fendi Frost]
Dolce, Dolce
Bitch, I got more flavor, new sneakers (Yeah)
Bitch, I got more flavor, paprika (Woo)
Bitch, I got more flavor, too seasoned (Woo)
Old-fashioned, old-fashioned (Uh)
But I'm in new shit, new shit (Yeah)
My niggas dope boys, dope boys (Yeah)
Bet I can bring back a beeper (Woo)
I'm up in Ralph Lauren P-Wing
Might fly to Cali for the weekend (Yeah)
They thought I had a stylist (Stylist)
What the fuck is y'all thinking? (What?)
I done broke bread, Last Supper (Yeah)
I'ma feed my niggas all summer (I will)
Bamboo floors, all lumber (All lumber)
Stacking green, cucumbеrs (Yeah)

[Chorus: Fendi Frost & FBG Duck]
Chasing the money, thе shit is exhausting (Damn)
I ran to them bands, it's really exhausting (It's really exhausting)
Running the streets extremely exhausting (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I won't chase a bitch, the shit is exhausting (Hell nah)
Chasing the money, the shit is exhausting (The shit is exhausting)
I ran to them bands, it's really exhausting (FBG shit)
Running the streets extremely exhausting (FBG, bitch)
I won't chase a bitch, the shit is exhausting (Ugh, argh)