Shelly Lyrics

Shells Shells

Kilo Da Fedda my name ringing bells

Pull up on em and I'm giving em hell

Shells Shells

I gave them niggas a whole lotta shells

I got the cookie dough straight out the mail

Baby

I gotta get to the money that's just what I do

Reach in my pocket they full of the blues

I gotta win I'm allergic to loosing

Shorty she said she in love with my music

Geeking and freaking in love with the boot

I'm in the studio killing the booth

I do not be telling police the truth

Shelly

Shelly be leaving them deady

You got the wock for the low

Ima cop it for sho

Now my cup look like Jelly

Shelly

I paid for her through the Zelle

Baby don't make a dilemma my chopper be singing like Nelly and Kelly

Shell out

If I get knocked just bail out

Yea

Chill out

Cabinet go get the pills out

Uh

It's Fedda

And Shelly we leaving em deader

Put a switch on my baby baretta

New beam so she could see better

Uh

Shots I got a lot for the opps

I be with Sadie Savannah and Shiloh Cuz I never had me a pops

Uh

Cops

I can not talk to a cop

I am not Gunna and I am not T so I'm gonna tell them to stop

It's Fedda