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l.a.x. - fetty wap lyrics

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[hook]
balling like i’m jordan jumping out the gym
ain’t no time for lacking, b-tch we gotta win
b-tch i’m pistol packing, i could get ’em hit
and for a couple dollars, man the sh-t get lit
balling like i’m jordan jumping out the gym
ain’t no time for lacking, b-tch we gotta win
b-tch i’m pistol packing, i could get ’em hit
and for a couple dollars, man the sh-t get lit

[verse 1]
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 f-ck it
if nitty want him gone, then i put two in his noggin
and we wildin’ with 40 smoking dope screaming f-ck it
smoking dope off in this b-tch, i call it vinner
both my pockets fat, your sh-ts are thinner
smooth wood grain, won’t catch a splinter
fetty with his squad, my boys are hitters
smoking dope off in this b-tch, i call it vinner
both my pockets fat, your sh-ts are thinner
smooth wood grain, won’t catch a splinter
fetty is with his squad, my boys are hitters

[hook]
balling like i’m jordan jumping out the gym
ain’t no time for lacking, b-tch we gotta win
b-tch i’m pistol packing, i could get ’em hit
and for a couple dollars, man the sh-t get lit
balling like i’m jordan jumping out the gym
ain’t no time for lacking, b-tch we gotta win
b-tch i’m pistol packing, i could get ’em hit
and for a couple dollars, man the sh-t get lit

[verse 2]
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
b-tch 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 p-ssy 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 b-tch, i f-ck 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]
balling like i’m jordan jumping out the gym
ain’t no time for lacking, b-tch we gotta win
b-tch i’m pistol packing, i could get ’em hit
and for a couple dollars, man the sh-t get lit
balling like i’m jordan jumping out the gym
ain’t no time for lacking, b-tch we gotta win
b-tch i’m pistol packing, i could get ’em hit
and for a couple dollars, man the sh-t get lit

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