fetty wap l.a.x Lyrics, singer by FETTY WAP
balling like i'm jordan jumping out the gym
ain't no time for lacking, bitch we gotta win
bitch i'm pistol packing, i could get 'em hit
and for a couple dollars, man the shit get lit
[x2]
big zoowap and monty taking over the summer
pulled up in that beamer, 36 on my hummer
pistol whipped the barrel, know big zoowap a drummer
i'm riding with brick squad, tell big guwop i'm coming
if nitty want him gone, then i put two in his noggin
and we wildin' with 40 smoking dope screaming fuck it
if nitty want him gone, then i put two in his noggin
and we wildin' with 40 smoking dope screaming fuck it
smoking dope off in this bitch, i call it (vinner)
both my pockets fat, your shits are thinner
smooth wood grain, won't catch a splinter
fetty with his squad, my boys are hitters
smoking dope off in this bitch, i call it (vinner)
both my pockets fat, your shits are thinner
smooth wood grain, won't catch a splinter
fetty is with his squad, my boys are hitters
[hook]
my chevy vette sitting up on 24's
fetty wap kitchen off of whipping blow
rolling gas right before i hit the door
i don't forget my piece, i grab my 44
trap god, sack god at the bando
crack sack cost the same much as a lambo
we got the same pistol but mine don't jam though
bitch i'm the man ho, just let your friends (know)
i got them bands though, two big guns, i rambo
i'm shining bright, they on the light just like a candle
my money right, her pussy tight, i'm tryna blam though
she rock the mic and just like eggs i'm bouta scramble
i hit the corner doing 50, i got that handle
i got a spanish bitch, i fuck her in her sandals
and every bet they put me on, boy i dismantle
it's big zoowap up in my trap, i let my fiends know
[hook]
ain't no time for lacking, bitch we gotta win
bitch i'm pistol packing, i could get 'em hit
and for a couple dollars, man the shit get lit
[x2]
big zoowap and monty taking over the summer
pulled up in that beamer, 36 on my hummer
pistol whipped the barrel, know big zoowap a drummer
i'm riding with brick squad, tell big guwop i'm coming
if nitty want him gone, then i put two in his noggin
and we wildin' with 40 smoking dope screaming fuck it
if nitty want him gone, then i put two in his noggin
and we wildin' with 40 smoking dope screaming fuck it
smoking dope off in this bitch, i call it (vinner)
both my pockets fat, your shits are thinner
smooth wood grain, won't catch a splinter
fetty with his squad, my boys are hitters
smoking dope off in this bitch, i call it (vinner)
both my pockets fat, your shits are thinner
smooth wood grain, won't catch a splinter
fetty is with his squad, my boys are hitters
[hook]
my chevy vette sitting up on 24's
fetty wap kitchen off of whipping blow
rolling gas right before i hit the door
i don't forget my piece, i grab my 44
trap god, sack god at the bando
crack sack cost the same much as a lambo
we got the same pistol but mine don't jam though
bitch i'm the man ho, just let your friends (know)
i got them bands though, two big guns, i rambo
i'm shining bright, they on the light just like a candle
my money right, her pussy tight, i'm tryna blam though
she rock the mic and just like eggs i'm bouta scramble
i hit the corner doing 50, i got that handle
i got a spanish bitch, i fuck her in her sandals
and every bet they put me on, boy i dismantle
it's big zoowap up in my trap, i let my fiends know
[hook]
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