mixtape: Up Next (2014)

• Trap Queen
• 679
• Make It
• Instagram
• Throw It Back
• Wap Thru
• L.A.X 

Trap Queen lyrics - Fetty Wap

RGF productions

Remy Boyz, yah-ah

1738

I'm like "Hey, what's up? Hello"

Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in the door

I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll

Married to the money, introduced her to my stove

Showed her how to whip it, now she remixing for low

She my trap queen, let her hit the bando

We be counting up, watch how far them bands go

We just set a goal, talking matching Lambos

At 56 a gram, 5 a 100 grams though

Man, I swear I love her, how she work the damn pole

Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go

Everybody hating, we just call them fans, though

In love with the money, I ain't never letting go

And I get high with my baby

I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah

And I can ride with my baby

I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cooking pies

I'm like, "Hey, what's up? Hello"

I hit the strip with my trap queen, 'cause all we know is bands

I just might snatch up a 'Rari and buy my boo a Lamb'

I might just snatch her a necklace, drop a couple on a ring

She ain't wanting for nothing because I got her everything

It's big ZooWap from the bando

Remind me where I can't go

Remy Boyz got the stamp though

Count up hella them bands though

Boy how far can your bands go?

Fetty Wap, I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though

If you checking for my pockets I'm like…

And I get high with my baby

I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah

And I can ride with my baby

I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cooking pies

I'm like, "Hey, what's up? Hello"

Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door

I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll

Married to the money, introduced her to my stove

Showed her how to whip it, now she remixing for low

She my trap queen, let her hit the bando

We be counting up, watch how far them bands go

We just set a goal, talking matching Lambos

At 56 a gram, 5 a 100 grams though

Man, I swear I love her how she work the damn pole

Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go

Everybody hating, we just call them fans though

In love with the money, I ain't never letting go

I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods what I roll

Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up, that's fasho

I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe

'Cause Remy Boyz or nothing

Re-Re-Remy Boyz or nothing

[Nitt Da Gritt:]

(She my trap queen)

Yeah, you hear my boy

(She my trap queen)

Sounding like a zillion bucks on the track

(She my trap queen)

I got whatever on my boy, whatever

(And I get high with my baby)

Put your money where your mouth is

Money on the wood make the game go good

Money out of sight cause fights

Put up or shut up, huh?

Nitt Da Gritt, RGF Productions

(ZooWap)

679 lyrics - Fetty Wap (with Montana Bucks)

("Up Next" Version)

[Fetty Wap:]

Yeah, baby, 17

(Remy Boy lifestyle)

Ay, ay look

[Fetty Wap:]

Baby girl, you're so damn fine though

I'm tryna know if I could hit it from behind though

I'm sipping on you like some fine wine though

And when it's over, I press rewind though

You talking bands, girl, I got it

Benjamins all in my pocket

I traded in my trues for some robins

He playing Batman, Fetty's gon' rob him

I got a Glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38

I got a Glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38

[Hook - Fetty Wap:]

I'm like, yeah, she's fine

Wonder when she'll be mine

She walk past, i press rewind

To see that ass one more time

And I got this sewed up

Remy Boyz, they know us

All fast money, no slow bucks

No one can control us

Ay, yeah, baby

[Montana Bucks:]

Tell me what you see

Is it money or it's me?

I smoke twenty, smell the weed

I got hunnies in my V

They like, Monty, can you be my baby daddy, I'm like, yeah

I got robins on my jeans, you see the wings on every pair

All you see is Remy Boyz, you know my niggas everywhere

And if somebody got a problem, we could meet up anywhere

Now go say some

Don't you niggas play dumb

You know where we came from

You don't want sauce, no A1

[Hook]

[Fetty Wap:]

ZooWap, Monty

ZooWap, Monty

Yeah, baby, Remy Boyz

Make It lyrics - Fetty Wap

Ay, yeaaaah

1738

Squad

Remy Boyz, my niggas ready and shit

Next car I pull out might be a Chevy and shit

Linguini, extra pasta, that’s spaghetti and shit

C-coming through with automatics gunning the shit

My squad a bunch of bosses, we are running the shit

R-Remy Boyz or nothing, what you saying and shit

Disrespect my squad, I’ma spray ‘em and shit

F-Fetty Wap got it, then she saying the shit

I got the shit on smash, I ain’t playing and shit

Look, I could sing or I could rap, that’s my advantage and shit

Look, watch how I show off front of them cameras and shit

Ay, I’ma act like I ain’t got no manners and shit

Cause I ain’t never had a fancy ‘rari and shit

Look, bitches coming fresh from off a island and shit

E-Every time I hear my name, I start to wylin’ and shit

Ay, rookie off the bench, now I’m starting the shit

Everything a nigga on, I start to scoring and shit

Chicago Bulls, in '96, I'm Jordan and shit

I told NittDaGritt that we gon get the millions and shit

And you a motherfucking lie if you ain’t feeling the shit, Squad!

[Hook:]

I promised all my niggas we gon make it

4th and inches, we ain’t scared, we gon take it

W-Watch the look on all these niggas faces

C-Coming through in the foreign like we racing

I promised all my niggas we gon make it

4th and inches, we ain’t scared, we gon take it

W-Watch the look on all these niggas faces

C-Coming through in the foreign like we raciiiiing

Fetty Cash my gotdamn name

From the trap, ain’t a damn thing changed

B-Bought my mother that brand new range

Showed my son a brand new way

And for my sisters, I just bought an AK

Let it spray, let it spray, let it spraaaay

And grandpa, for you I pray

Rest in peace Grandpa Jay

Vanessa rain on me or my sister

Rest in peace, two million for my nieces

And they twins, that’s a mil a piece man

Before you take me, answer please

Answer my prayers for me

Every night before I sleep

From you I ask of thee, fulfill my every needs

Watch for my family, guide me across these streets

And when it’s said and done

I’ll give you all of me

[Hook]

Instagram lyrics - Fetty Wap

1738

ZooWap!

Squad!

Ay, look

RemyBoy ZooWap, scrolling through my insta

Baby girl looking too hot, I hit her in her dm

Can we meet in the pm or something?

Every pic, she see me, I be stunting, ay

I’m a boss and her nigga be fronting, ugh

He my worker, I run it or something, ugh

Payday I’m writing his check, ugh

Disrespect Wap, then he can get left, ay

I’m with RemyBoy Monty, we back to back in Audis

Smoking dope like a zombie, the windows getting cloudy

Monty said he want the lambo and ZooWap want the ‘rari

P-Dice in the phantom with bitches going gnarly

Walk in with the damn bands and get the party started

Fetty Wap rocking champions, my shoes is Michael Jordan

RGF on my camp end ‘cause now, they got me balling

Keep the rock on my damn hand and I ain’t talking Spalding

Disrespecting my damn camp, I’ll personally off them

I just went to the damn land to show them how I’m flossing

Remy Boyz got the damn stamp and me and Monty bosses

Remy Boyz got the damn stamp and me and Monty bosses, Squad!

[Hook:]

I seen your ass on Instagram, baby

You became an instant friend, baby

With you, I just gotta win, baby

Look at all these benjamins, baby

Double-tap on your pics, fifteen seconds of love

Them videos you posting, followers going up

Seen your ass on Instagram, baby

Seen your ass on Instagram, yeaaah yeah

Lil mama, what you doing for the weekend?

‘Cause you already know what I’m thinking baby

Dive up in your loving like I’m sinking baby

And I got what you need, fuck is you thinking baby?

Wha-what the price is? It don’t matter

‘Cause I got it, girl you priceless

A millionaire at twenty-four, fuck is the crisis

But Fetty Wap before I up my fucking prices

‘Cause I’m worth it, everything I’m on, I Dr. Jay it

I’m Erving, bitches throw it at me with no pass

And I’m curving, watch me how I come through in my ‘rari

I’m swerving, you basic niggas cannot equal up

When I’m splurging, everything I do, boy I finesse it

And I can count a hundred bands and get to flexing

E-e-everything I do, boy I finesse it

Fuck nigga, I’m from 12th & 22nd

[Hook]

Throw It Back lyrics - Fetty Wap (feat. Khaos)

[Hook:]

Cause everything you off, I wanna see

I can’t believe you falling for a g’

Cause girl, we only fucking for the moment

Girl, I need you to throw it back

I’m like everything you off, I wanna see

I can’t believe you falling for a g’

Cause girl, we only fucking for the moment

Girl, I need you to throw it back

If I roll this wood, girl, I’m gon forget you

You claiming you a hitta, you don’t own a pistol

I couldn't buy one, so I had to get two

And girl, your track slipping so I had to get glue

And I ain’t tryna play you, I ain’t tryna diss you

But, if you sucking my dick, then, I ain’t tryna kiss you

Said bitch, why is you texting asking if I miss you?

Cause if I missed you, bitch, I would’ve hit you

You only gave me top, I ain’t even dicked you

Telling people we together, bitch, that’s the issue

You thought that Benz was mine, bitch, it was a rental

Fucked your sister and your cousin, even fucked your friends too

Said bitch, I’m disrespectful, I thought I should tell you

But I heard that income tax was coming in the mail soon

Look, bitch, I want my money for them damn hotel rooms

Every penny, I’ma flip it, throw it on the ‘gram soon

[Hook]

[Khaos:]

Got them niggas hating on me ‘cause I got money

Hate them flexing niggas that be moving funny

If you the whip man, best believe, you a lick

Ruger with the beam, that’s about fifty hits

Wylin’ off the shit, me and Fetty drilling shit

Snatching corners, bending shit is my in my Infinity

High as hell sipping lean, barely can’t see

Khaos, hello pussy, dare you to try me

Flipping shit [?]

Bitch, your pussy wet, we was looking like relief

From all these bitches, all I care about is cheese

Had your thot in the back and she on her knees

[Hook]

Wap Thru lyrics - Fetty Wap

Ayeeeee

Yeaaaaaaaaaaa

7-7-1738 Oooahh oooahhh ooooahhhhhhhhh baby

I be yelling out squad when I walk thru

Got some bitches outside toting guns too

Throwing up gang sign cause we want to

Hella bands hella guwop How I come thru

Nip the Grips and stunt how I want to

Engine in the back trunk in the front too

Hollow tips bullets in ya front tooth

Drill shit bullets in ya new coop

Feel this Fetty Wap is too cool

Young nigga leader of the new school

Robins traded in my old trues

6's sitting on the new scoop

I'd done walked in with jays on my feet

Hold back on wedges come and roll up my weed

Remy and bali they know how it is

Bad boys and bitches they all came for me

People are watching me just like T.V

Remy boy wap give them something to see

Remy boys up watch when we hit T.V

3 of us sold us a million a piece

I be feeling like Wap when I walk thru

I be bagging all the thots when I walk thru

I be throwing hella guwop when I walk thru

She gon' make that pussy pop when I want to

Now watch me, watch me, watch me wap thru

Watch me wapppp through, Now watch me wappppppppp through baby

Like who she talk to

I got band signs too

Ya bitch she fine too

I make her mine too

That's what the wine do

Remy boys or nuttin' My niggas are stuntin'

These niggas are bluffin' We threw hella hunneds

Coutin' up the money and we be movie stuntin'

SQUADDD ZUWAPP

Remy Boys RGF [?] gang or nuttin'

Fuck benigga

I said fuck boy & fuck nigga

Fuck benigga

AYO GRID LIKE FATHER LIKE SON MY NIGGA

SQUADDDD!

L.A.X lyrics - 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]

Fetty Wap other songs:

 

420 lyrics - Fetty Wap

I be high as a kite, yeah

Are you ridin' tonight, yeah?

I'll put you right on a flight

(This is rap)

She know I'mma smoke a motherfucker, I be high as a kite

I got a question lil mama, is you ridin' tonight?

Ay, rollin' up the juana' put you right on a flight

Yeah, yeah, I like when you ride ay

She know I'mma smoke a motherfucker, I be high as a kite

Got a question lil mama, is you ridin' tonight?

Ay, rollin' up the juana' put you right on a flight

Yeah, yeah, I like when you ride me right

Do this on my chainsmoker, roll it up

Do your thing, think I got a hangover

I just took me to her lease, broke, my shawty stayed over

I woke up, they were asleep

Can I do this day over? This some shit you won't believe

And I keep a big check on me, I got money, what you mean?

Get your bitch stacked, homie, I might get that bitch a weed

Keep the six pack, homie, act savvy bitch that know me

Keep a big gat on me act savvy nigga know me

She know I'mma smoke a motherfucker, I be high as a kite

I got a question lil mama, is you ridin' tonight?

Ay, rollin' up the juana' put you right on a flight

Yeah, yeah, I like when you ride ay

She know I'mma smoke a motherfucker, I be high as a kite

Got a question lil mama, is you ridin' tonight?

Ay, rollin' up the juana' put you right on a flight

Yeah, yeah, I like when you ride me right

I can make her feel like she is flyin', flyin'

I keep shawty laughin', she be dyin', dyin'

Baby I'm that nigga from the island, island

Dick her down, no wonder why she wilin', wilin'

Yeah, and, shawty said that I be acting childish

Yeah, and, I just call her sexy and she stylish

Yeah, I fuck with lil shawty, she the wildest

Yeah, better go girl, yeah, let her know girl

She know I'mma smoke a motherfucker, I be high as a kite

I got a question lil mama, is you ridin' tonight?

Ay, rollin' up the juana' put you right on a flight

Yeah, yeah, I like when you ride ay

She know I'mma smoke a motherfucker, I be high as a kite

Got a question lil mama, is you ridin' tonight?

Ay, rollin' up the juana' put you right on a flight

Yeah, yeah, I like when you ride me right

679 lyrics - Fetty Wap (feat. Remy Boyz (Monty & P-Dice))

[Fetty Wap:]

Yeaaah baby, 17

(RemyBoy Lifestyle)

Ay, ay, look

Baby girl, you're so damn fine, though

I'm tryna know if I could hit it from behind, though

I'm sipping on you like some fine wine, though

And when it's over, I press rewind though, ayy

You talking bands, girl, I got it

Benjamins all in my pocket

I traded in my Trues for some Robins

He playing Batman, Fetty's gon' rob him, ayy

I got a Glock in my 'Rari, ayy

17 shots, no .38

I got a Glock in my 'Rari

17 shots, no .38

I'm like, yeah, she's fine

Wonder when she'll be mine

She walk past, I press rewind

To see that ass one more time

And I got this sewed up

Remy Boyz, they know us

All fast money, no slow bucks

No one can control us

Ayy, yeaaah baby

[Monty:]

Uh, yeah, Monty

Tell me what you see

Is it money or it's me?

I smoke twenty, smell the weed

I got hunnies in my V

They like, "Monty, can you be my baby daddy?"

I'm like, "Yeah"

I got Robins on my jeans

You see the wings on every pair

All you see is Remy Boyz

You know my niggas everywhere

And if somebody got a problem

We could meet up anywhere

Now go say something

Don't you niggas play dumb

You know where we came from

You don't want sauce, no A1

[Fetty Wap:]

I'm like, yeah, she's fine

Wonder when she'll be mine

She walk past, I press rewind

To see that ass one more time

And I got the sewed up

Remy Boyz, they know us

All fast money, no slow bucks

No one can control us

Ayy, yeaaah baby

Ayy, they think they know us

They can't control us

Man, I got this sewed up

Remy Boyz, they know us

679, this is Zoo year, baby

Monty and the Zoovier, baby

ZooGang, all my zoo near, baby, yeah, baby

A thousand on my shoes when I walk through, baby

10.5 for a walkthrough, baby

ZooGang, you know my whole zoo near

And baby, I'm Zoovier

[P-Dice:]

Ayy, she a cutie and she fine, make me wanna make her mine

She ain't nothing like them bimbos

If you like it, we can swerve, we can light and stain up here

Blowing, pluck it out the window

We get playing, press rewind, got her singing every time

Take a high note for me, girlfriend

Got my city looking rude

I ain't Diddy, I ain't Loon, but I think I need a girlfriend

She feeling great as I'm talking to her

She a RemyGirl, so I'm gon' pursue her

I brought a lot of loud, lot of Remy to sip on

Thousand dollars when I get my tip on

I'm off her, asked her if her fatty real

She said that's all her, got her with the happy feel

I'm 'bout to spoil her, got her with the happy feel

I'm 'bout to spoil her, oh my

[Fetty Wap:]

I'm like, yeah, she's fine

Wonder when she'll be mine

She walk past, I press rewind

Just to see that ass one more time

And I got this sewed up

Remy Boyz, they know us

All fast money, no slow bucks

No one can control us

Ayy, yeaaah baby

ZooWap, Monty

ZooWap, Dicey

Yeaah baby, Remy Boyz

Yeaah, yeaaah

Air It Out lyrics - Fetty Wap

Frenzy on the beat

Yeah, he made that

Zoo gang in this motherfucker (gang)

Zoo God (ayy, wow)

Walk up in this block, shoot it up (blaow)

I'ma break the dash in my truck (skrr)

And you know I had it on me, it was tucked (yeah)

Blowin' all this weed got me stuck (yeah)

She let me fuck for free, but I pay

The way she suck on me, made her stay

She wanna fuck on me like every day

She want me in every way

But I gotta go and slide with my dogs (with my dogs)

Boutta go and slide to the mall (slide to the mall)

Boutta go inside, blow it all (cash)

Later I get fly, then I'm gone (shoo)

Pull up where he at, then air it out (grra)

Nigga, you a rat, I can't hear you out (nah)

Gettin' smoky in this bitch, gotta clear it out (yeah)

Money gettin' nigga, do you hear it now?

Pull up where he at, then air it out (grra)

Nigga, you a rat, I can't hear it out (nah)

Gettin' smoky in this bitch, gotta clear it out (yeah)

Money gettin' nigga, do you hear it now? (yeah)

Ayy, niggas work the trap like a slave (skrr, skrr)

Screamin' Pérignon 'til the grave (Pérignon)

Free my brother Ricky out the cage (swish)

Niggas only hate you when you paid (skrr, skrr)

Bitches tryna see how much you make (skrr, skrr)

Told 'em "bitch, just chill, give me some space" (skrr, skrr)

I don't take no pictures every day (skrr, skrr)

She say I'm different, baby, I can't stay the same (yeah)

Do Michael Jordan still play on that team? (skrr, skrr)

See he [?] (skrr, skrr)

I say less for you and more for me (and more for me, bitch)

I can't let the opposition eat (gang)

Pull up where he at, then air it out (grra, skrr, skrr)

Nigga, you a rat, I can't hear you out (nah, skrr, skrr)

Gettin' smoky in this bitch, gotta clear it out (yeah, skrr, skrr)

Money gettin' nigga, do you hear it now?

Pull up where he at, then air it out (grra, skrr, skrr)

Nigga, you a rat, I can't hear it out (nah, skrr, skrr)

Gettin' smoky in this bitch, gotta clear it out (yeah, skrr, skrr)

Money gettin' nigga, do you hear it now? (yeah, skrr, skrr)

Aye lyrics - Fetty Wap

17, we ain't playin', aye

15 car garage, aye

Shit still ain't enough, aye

Bank account got the most, aye

I saved bread from the start, aye

Show money for 15, aye

Now shit changed a lot, aye

Six houses 20 cars, aye

Seven hundred thousand on some jewelry

Now they know a nigga livin' large, aye

All of them push to starts, aye

Weed stank like a fart, aye

Red dot got a mark, aye

Let it fly, we're in the car, aye

Fake tough, he ain't hard

Aye, I was way smarter than niggas

Aye, I got way farther than niggas

Aye, I ain't play cards with these niggas

Aye, I ain't chill out, I ain't take numbers, I ain't play a part of these niggas

Aye, it was RGF, either win or lose but still sharkin' these niggas

Aye, Banshee Park on these niggas

Aye, I pull up parkin' these niggas

Aye, I was never friendly, it was never envy say "real recognize real"

Aye, I ain't sign for no deal

Aye, banked up a couple mill

Aye, me and 4k fo'real

Aye, pull up on ya big wheel

Aye, niggas eatin' big meals

Aye, all day big krill

Aye, 90 y'all burn to shit

Aye, that's a million dollar buildin'

Aye, I kept fuckin' up my pack

Aye, I ain't ever reach a million

Aye, 12 hunnit that's the block

Aye, Harlem World, that's the hood

Aye, Pill squad, party packs

Aye, young niggas eatin' good

Aye, fuck nigga try to go against me and now he's stuck for real

Aye, I guess he's stuck in Pyur hell

Aye, it was such a pure fail

Aye, tell that nigga farewell

Aye, pure white big scale

Aye, beige color, fish scale

Aye, I play my numbers real well (Wap)

...Mmmm, aye, baby

Yeah, holdin' up the island for a while (yeah)

Loyalty, no new friends allowed (yeah)

Baby I'm the king, see the crown (yeah)

Nigga when you see me take a bow (Zoovie)

And my jeans, that bought 50 thou' (yeah)

Told my mama I'ma make her proud (yeah)

Zoovie, zoo I smoke it by the pound (yeah)

Forty with the 30 for the round

Silent killer, I don't make a sound (shhh)

Niggas cannot turn me down (yeah)

I am the man in the town (yeah)

Hate me or love me, these niggas be bitin'

You know I'm the man with the sound (yeah)

Yeah, I guess it's really what they wanted (yeah)

It's go time and I'm on it (yeah)

It's all mines and I want it (yeah)

No thirst, just a warnin' (yeah)

Cash checks when I'm yawnin'

8th time platinum for a song

6th time platinum for a song

3 time platinum for a song

3 time platinum for the album (yeah)

RGF, welcome to the islands (yeah)

Zoogang and I'm the ZooGod (yeah)

Show me your frostbite

Show you what it cost like

Know I be workin' shawty (yeah)

Fuck out my business

Who is you kiddin'?

You is no kin to me (yeah)

Rollin' with the gang

Like sayin' we blessed and he's my enemy

Yeah, I am too hot now and I won't stop now

Ain't no endin' me, yeah

...Mmmm, aye, baby

Balenciaga lyrics - Akash, Lisa Mishra & Fetty Wap

Mere samne tu aaja

Head to toe in Balenciaga

Mere samne aaja

You don't know what you do to me mama

Mere samne tu aaja

Everyday I've been dreamin' 'bout that nana

Mere samne aaja

Mere samne aaja

You're my little honey bee, my money on my money tree

I can't help but look at when you walkin' right in front of me

I can tell she want it, I could see that she's obsessed with me

She was in my DMs, oh Lord, now she's textin' me

She don't want nobody else, she know that they a waste man

You can try to holla but she gon' stay away fam

She tell me that she loves me everyday man

Heart of gold plus that money keep on rainin'

Me, I've been runnin' on her mind but

You, you don't even wanna try to compete

And we ain't on the same level, so please

So please

I want your body, all up on me

Want that OD, so come over to me

Yeah yeah, aye aye, look

Mona Lisa, bring it back, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Mere samne tu aaja

Head to toe in Balenciaga

Mere samne aaja

You don't know what you do to me mama

Mere samne tu aaja

Everyday I dream of the nana

Mere samne aaja

Everyday, everyday

Ooh girl you're fine as hell, ooh girl you make 'em stare

Abra Cadabra then oosh, watch how I appear

Mm, for the shot, it goes swoosh, then it's up from there

Mm, in a drop, it's a coupe, girl let's disappear

I don't care what they're on, I want you everyday

Girl, let's change up the scene, let's have a date at the bank

I'll be there when you call cuz I ain't showin' up late

You said you need me at nine, I might just pull up at eight

I'm whatcha on, what's the vibe, they let us in by the face

And I could tell by your eyes that I ain't make a mistake

You must have thought that I lied, girl I want you everyday

I send a jet out to get you and bring you back to the states, yeah baby

Samne tu aaja

Head to toe in Balenciaga

Mere samne aaja

You don't know what you do to me mama

Mere samne tu aaja

Everyday I've been dreaming 'bout that nana

Mere samne aaja

Mere samne aaja

Better lyrics - Fetty Wap (feat. Samantha)

[Fetty Wap:]

Ay, and you go where I lead you, know what I mean baby

Ay, and you more than a friend, like a drug I'm a fiend baby

Ay, when I raise my eyes at you when I sleep baby

It's you and me baby, ay, ay

You know I love your sexy face, my queen baby

You think I don't love you, fuck you mean baby?

And let's go back and think of things baby

How this life was once a dream baby

Ay, from the old whip to a Mercedes, yeah

And from the old spot where we stay at now

Access to everything baby why you playing games?

Ain't nothing stay the same, is you staying or not? Wap

[Samantha:]

Baby I ain't going nowhere

Can't nobody love me better

Can't nobody love me better, love me better, love me better

I ain't going nowhere

Can't nobody love me better

Can't nobody love me better, love me better, love me better

Yeah

By my side is where I keep him

Despite what niggas say, I would never leave him

Butterflies when I see him

Whether we off and on, I'm still sliding in them DMs

I'm not the slide or the BM, 745 be the BM

Cruising in my ride with the tints, you can't see 'em

Love me long time from the AM to the PM

[Fetty Wap:]

Ay, let me nigga who do it better

Ay, young nigga done got his bread up

Ay, stop playing I'm getting fed up

Ay, stay pretty and keep it redder

Ay, and I be tripping over you baby

Ay, and to keep it real I ain't over you baby

Ay, and no nigga coming over too baby

Ay, water diamonds, you know how I do baby

[Samantha:]

Baby I ain't going nowhere

Can't nobody love me better

Can't nobody love me better, love me better, love me better

I ain't going nowhere

Can't nobody love me better

Can't nobody love me better, love me better, love me better

Yeah

[Fetty Wap:]

Ay, and you go where I lead you, know what I mean baby

Ay, and you more than a friend, like a drug I'm a fiend baby

Ay, when I raise my eyes at you when I sleep baby

It's you and me baby, ay, ay

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Birthday lyrics - Fetty Wap (feat. Monty)

[Fetty Wap:]

Love it when you walk my way

Baby you a boss, I'ma listen when you talk now, baby (Oh)

Love it when you walk that way

We can go far, take trips for your birthday, baby (Ayy)

Love it when you walk that way

Baby you a boss, make him listen when you talk now, baby (Ayy)

Love it when you walk that way

Baby you a star, now we can go far, baby

Love it when you walk that way, baby take it off (Hm-hm)

We can go up, down (Ayy), we can get lost (Hm-hm)

Hop in my jet, baby, we can take off (Hm-hm)

We gon' pop this pill babe (Yeah), then we skate off baby

Oh, she fall in love with my car like

Oh, she fall in love with my car (Ooh)

Ooh my diamonds hitting like stars like

Ooh my diamonds hitting like stars (Yeah, baby)

Love it when you walk my way

Baby you a boss, I'ma listen when you talk now, baby (Yeah)

Love it when you walk that way (Ayy)

We can go far, take trips for your birthday, baby (Ooh, yeah, ayy)

Love it when you walk that way (I love it when you walk that)

Baby you a boss, make him listen when you talk now, baby (Ayy)

Love it when you walk that way (I love it when you walk that)

Baby you a star, now we can go far, baby (Ooh, yeah)

[Monty:]

Ayy, don't you hit the door, girl, you such a star

Got you in my thoughts, spot you from afar

Spent two at the bar, it's you I could call

No way I could leave, no way I could cheat her

It's your birthday, it's your birthday

Milly rocky sturdy, yeah, sturdy (Yeah)

Other niggas thirsty, looking thirsty (Yeah)

It ain't even Thursday, I'm rocking Hermes

[Fetty Wap:]

Love it when you walk my way

Baby you a boss, I'ma listen when you talk now, baby (Yeah)

Love it when you walk that way (Ayy)

We can go far, take trips for your birthday, baby (Ooh, yeah, ayy)

Love it when you walk that way (I love it when you walk that)

Baby you a boss, make him listen when you talk now, baby (Ayy)

Love it when you walk that way (I love it when you walk that)

Baby you a star, now we can go far, baby (Ooh, yeah)

[Monty (Fetty Wap):]

Girl, it's your birthday, it's your birthday

(We can go far, take trips for your birthday)

Girl, it's your birthday, it's your birthday

(We can go far, take trips for your birthday)

Girl, it's your birthday, it's your birthday

(We can go far, take trips for your birthday)

Girl, it's your birthday, it's your birthday

(We can go far, take trips for your birthday)

[Fetty Wap:]

Love it when you walk my way

Baby you a boss, I'ma listen when you talk now, baby (Yeah)

Love it when you walk that way (Ayy)

We can go far, take trips for your birthday, baby (Ooh, yeah, ayy)

Love it when you walk that way (I love it when you walk that)

Baby you a boss, make him listen when you talk now, baby (Ayy)

Love it when you walk that way (I love it when you walk that)

Baby you a star, now we can go far, baby (Ooh, yeah)

Black & Decker lyrics - Fetty Wap (feat. Fuzz)

Lil' bitch

[Fetty Wap:]

Yeah, run my check up, I'ma check you in this bitch

Aye, playin' chess, you playin' checkers in this bitch

Aye, keep a tool, Black & Decker in this bitch

Aye, keep a gun around, check us on a hit

Yeah, and we run the town that's just what it is

Yeah, when we come around, brazy with the whips

Yeah, aye, keep one in the head, brazy with the clips

Yeah, I got homies bangin' blood, brothers bangin' crip

Yeah, aye, apartment to a house, now I got six

Aye, departments and accounts, I am not rich

Yeah, aye, chains aren't ever bought just deposit

Yeah bitch, I got your account in my closet

Yeah bitch, I spent your advance on a 'Rarri

Yeah bitch, I get 60k to host a party

Yeah, I got three credit cards in my wallet

Yeah, for my cash, for my momma and for ballin'

Yeah, run my check up, I'ma check you in this bitch

Aye, playin' chess, you playin' checkers in this bitch

Aye, keep a tool, Black & Decker in this bitch

Aye, keep a gun around, check us on a hit

Yeah, and we run the town that's just what it is

Yeah, when we come around, brazy with the whips

Yeah, aye, keep one in the head, brazy with the clips

Yeah, I got homies bangin' blood, brothers bangin' crip

[Fuzz:]

Fight a Zuul, I'm a fool for the clique

Fully loaded on my bitch, she gon' dump a whole clip

Chat boys lurking, they be watching niggas move

We don't go nowhere without that motherfuckin' tool

Bring a hot tech, pour that shit out [?]

Hit the dealership, I know I'm fat but I'ma coupe it

Lil' bitches wanna fall in love but, I ain't cupid

Fuckers wanna set me up, wet me up but, I ain't stupid

No, I ain't stupid, pushed a button, now we ruthless

Smacked you with the handle of the 40, now you toothless

And it's a throwaway, I shoot you then the shoot's lit

Couple niggas only famous and they all ruthless

Fuzzy Fuzz get the MAC with the muzz

I cock back and blast it at thugs and ratchet

You askin' for sluts, fuck that

We ridin' deep dishes, foreign wishes

VVS freezes in the kitchen and they want the whippin'

Wassup?

[Fetty Wap:]

Yeah, run my check up, I'ma check you in this bitch

Aye, playin' chess, you playin' checkers in this bitch

Aye, keep a tool, Black & Decker in this bitch

Aye, keep a gun around, check us on a hit

Yeah, and we run the town that's just what it is

Yeah, when we come around, brazy with the whips

Yeah, aye, keep one in the head, brazy with the clips

Yeah, I got homies bangin' blood, brothers bangin' crip

Yeah, aye, apartment to a house, now I got six

Aye, departments and accounts, I am not rich

Yeah, aye, chains aren't ever bought just deposit

Yeah bitch, I got your account in my closet

Yeah bitch, I spent your advance on a 'Rarri

Yeah bitch, I get 60k to host a party

Yeah, I got three credit cards in my wallet

Yeah, for my cash, for my momma and for ballin'

Yeah, run my check up, I'ma check you in this bitch

Aye, playin' chess, you playin' checkers in this bitch

Aye, keep a tool, Black & Decker in this bitch

Aye, keep a gun around, check us on a hit

Yeah, and we run the town that's just what it is

Yeah, when we come around, brazy with the whips

Yeah, aye, keep one in the head, brazy with the clips

Yeah, I got homies bangin' blood, brothers bangin' crip

Born For Greatness lyrics - Elliott Taylor, Mozzy & Fetty Wap

I know I was built for this, I don't quit

And nobody can handle it

Know I'm gonna take that risk, I'm all in

Yeah, I was born for greatness, greatness, greatness

Yeah, I was born for greatness, greatness, greatness

You can try to take me down, I'll knock you out

Turn around and it's lights out

Nothing's gonna stop me now, I got no doubt

Yeah, I was born for greatness, greatness, greatness

Yeah, I was born for greatness, greatness, greatness

Yeah, I was born for greatness

Yeah, don't get it mistaken, it's pure greatness

Man don't stick your nose in my business or I'ma break it

They pulling up with slimey intentions, I see the hatred

Jump inside a ring with my team and it's demonstrations

Have patience, overcame the cases

Overcame the obstacles and and struggles I was facing

Overcame the times when I was broke and [?]

Putting that overtime and now we up 'cause I embraced it

Built differently, ain't looking for your sympathy

We just want the paper, you always [?]

Peace of mind fully protected, won't let 'em get to me

And they showed a fella respect whenever they mention me

It's a big difference from ministry turned to industry

I put it light but I bet you they gon' remember me

Built for a lack of ambition, I kinda feel for 'em

Built for a lack of ambition, I kinda feel for 'em

I know I was built for this, I don't quit

And nobody can handle it

Know I'm gonna take that risk, I'm all in

Yeah, I was born for greatness, greatness, greatness

Yeah, I was born for greatness, greatness, greatness

I was born to be great for the lights on the stage

Know the name on the face, I'm the king of the state

Every time I come around I'ma make it shake, yeah

Used to give it to 'em for the free, I make 'em pay, ay

Used to have to show up early, now I'm coming late

Remember wasn't nothing, now a steak on the plate, mmh

How's a couple mil like eight mile stake

I don't like the way you moving then I'm gone, I'ma escape

[?] on the benjamins, yeah

All my [?] matte black, different colored rims, yeah

Soak time shark attack, hanging out the rim, ay

[?]

I know I was built for this, I don't quit

And nobody can handle it

Know I'm gonna take that risk, I'm all in

Yeah, I was born for greatness, greatness, greatness

Yeah, I was born for greatness, greatness, greatness

You can try to take me down, I'll knock you out

Turn around and it's lights out

Nothing's gonna stop me now, I got no doubt

Yeah, I was born for greatness, greatness, greatness

Yeah, I was born for greatness, greatness, greatness

Yeah, I was born for greatness

Brand New lyrics - Fetty Wap

Mm

Yeah

Yeah, baby

Ay

Excuse me, yeah

If I'm actin' brand new

You're right, I like to do what I do

Ay, don't switch sides on me, baby

And I'll make time for you

If you ride for me, baby

Then I'm gon ride for you, baby

Excuse me, yeah

If I'm actin' brand new

You're right

I like to do what I do

Ay, don't switch sides on me, baby

And I'll make time for you

If you ride for me, baby

Then I'm gon' ride for you, baby

Girl, you're right, I like to do what I do

I got money, let me spend it on you

With the gang, baby, we gon' come through

I be in my bag, niggas know she bad

Throwin' money, baby, you gon' throw too

5k pair of jeans, 3k for the shoes

Put a bet on me, never lose

You be in your bag, bitch I know you bag

Ay, ay, ay

She want me

Always in the hood, night 'till the morning

Hit a nigga when she horny

And I love the way it feel when you're ridin' up on it, ay

Excuse me, yeah

If I'm actin' brand new

You're right

I like to do what I do

Ay, don't switch sides on me, baby

And I'll make time for you

If you ride for me, baby

Then I'm gon ride for you, baby

Excuse me, yeah

If I'm actin' brand new

You're right, I like to do what I do

Ay, don't switch sides on me, baby

And I'll make time for you

If you ride for me, baby

Then I'm gon' ride for you, baby

Excuse me, yeah

If I'm actin' brand new

You're right

I like to do what I do

Ay, don't switch sides on me, baby

And I'll make time for you

If you ride for me, baby

Then I'm gon ride for you, baby

Excuse me, yeah

If I'm actin' brand new

You're right, I like to do what I do

Ay, don't switch sides on me, baby

And I'll make time for you

If you ride for me, baby

Then I'm gon' ride for you, baby

Broken lyrics - B Karma & Fetty Wap

I'm broken left alone all again

I'm picking up the pieces and starting all again

I think about the love that we use to share

And I don't wana think about it

I'm not there

I'm goneee

I'm doing my thing

I left that shit all on my way

I never need you anyway

Why'd you want me all today

I'm broken

I can't even lie that you want it back

Ima tell you one tell you two time that

And ima hit it right that in the morn

I waking up I'm feeling all the pain

And I'm gone I can't lie you got me in my mind

I think about it aye shawty than

I draw the line

I never wana do this

I told you that got me all up in my thought and ima bring it right back like that

I don't wana love no girl

And I don't wana take her whole damn world

I said that shit all up on my line too

I don't wana break the mic unless

I stab it like I do and ima black belt marksman shoota with a glock in

I don't know I'm stopping pull up than

I'm parking

I don't wana love no girl

I don't wana love that bitch no world and I don't wana

I'm broken left alone all again

I'm picking up the pieces and starting all again

I think about the love that we use to share

And I don't wana think about it

I'm not there

I'm goneee

I'm doing my thing

I left that shit all on my way

I never need you anyway

Why'd you want me all today

I'm broken

Baby so broken hearted baby so broken hurt listen to how it started

I'm showing what you worth she know

I go the hardest

I'm taking you off the earth she know

I go regardless don't end up on her shirt

I'm trying to find where your heart is paint it up

I'm an artist travel and go the farthest tell em

Don't get me started

We don't show no love cause that shit don't be for real

We keep breaking hearts broken hearted that's for real only love my trap 22nd up the hill baby

If you leave don't come back

I'm for real baby if you leave don't come back for your healths let me get the keys to the cat

I'ma playa she so broken hearted somebody broke her heart in sex in the car watch me keep it via started sex with a star she want me

I want her more when I broke her heart ima send em through this door yeahhh

I'm broken left alone all again

I'm picking up the pieces and starting all again

I think about the love that we use to share

And I don't wana think about it

I'm not there

I'm goneee

I'm doing my thing

I left that shit all on my way

I never need you anyway

Why'd you want me all today

I'm broken

Cake Team lyrics - Fetty Wap

Woo, Woo

Remy Boyz

Check, 1738

I'm like, she got cake for days

Got bands all on the plate

Baby girl, watch what you say

Put that cake in my face

I'm like she got cake though

Cake though, she got cake though

Look how it's moving, I'm swerving

Up in the corners, I'm getting to it

Bands though, I'm throwing bands though

I'm throwing mula

Touch mine, get your top popped

I'm a shooter

Beamer, with the top dropped

I'm a cruiser

Remy Boyz, that is my squad

It's a movement

Rob me? Nigga, haha

You're a loser

Your bitch got a fat ass

I'ma do her

Hulk smash, fuck her brains out

Knock the screws loose

Backwards, rolling backwards

I'm a guru

What I like, I'm Slick Rick

I'm a ruler

Rookie, on this rap shit, I can school you

[Hook:]

She got cake for days

Got bands all on the plate

Baby girl, I'd love to stay

Baby girl, watch what you say

I'm like, she got cake for days

Got bands all on the plate

Baby girl, watch what you say

Put that cake in my face

I'm blowing out the candles

Ay, twerk, twerk, twerk some bitch

Work, work, work some bitch

Let me see you get low and move something quick

Let me see you drop with it, do a little dip

And when the booty shorts on, she be looking thick

Ex nigga was lame, kept cumming quick

When I'm in, a track star, I'm gonna run this shit

I said, when I'm in, a track star, I'm gonna run this shit

Bitch, call me ZooWap, I'll be running shit

Bando, guap, all my money bitch

Stop playing, shake something, throwing money quick

Twerk with it, bounce with it, like you on the dick

If you're a big booty ho, start wobbling

If you're a big booty ho, start wobbling

RGF be the squad we be mobbing it

Remy Boyz like...

[Hook]

Happy birthday

Happy birthday cake [x4]

I'm like she got cake for days

Happy birthday cake

Happy birthday [x4]

Cake team twerk, thunder clap

Lightning bolt in the pussy, that's a thunder cat

And I ain't trying to throw no singles, where them honeys at?

And I don't want no dime bitch, where them hundreds at?

I'm like, she got cake for days

Got bands all on the plate

Baby girl, watch what you say

Put that cake in my face

I'm like she got cake though

Cake though, she got cake though

Look how it's moving, I'm swerving

Up in the corners, I'm getting to it

Bands though, I'm throwing bands though

I'm throwing mula

Touch mine, get your top popped

I'm a shooter

Beamer, with the top dropped

I'm a cruiser

Remy Boyz, that is my squad

It's a movement

Rob me? Nigga, haha

You're a loser

Your bitch got a fat ass

I'ma do her

Hulk smash, fuck her brains out

Knock the screws loose

Backwards, rolling backwards

I'm a guru

What I like, I'm Slick Rick

I'm a ruler

Rookie, on this rap shit, I can school you

Ass so fat, got the whole club rocking

Pimp squad shit, got the whole club popping

Pressed and rolled, got the whole club walking

Shit straight drop, got the whole club popping

[Hook]

Happy birthday

Happy birthday cake [x4]

Cali lyrics - Fetty Wap

Mmm-mmm-hmm

Yeah, yeah, mmm

This shit might take a while for you to get it

Understand everybody ain't with it

Like I been on a rollercoaster riding with the safe belts missing

Holding on for my life, shit was wicked, ooh

This shit may take a while to understand

No mistake, it was always in the plan

Got to stand up like a man

I could do it, I ain't settling for can't

Pull it right in yo face like Durant

This time I got a reason, I believe, yeah

I done watched everybody leave, yeah

I realized that it's only me, yeah

I'm the only one I need, yeah

You can't bring it back, ain't no replay (No replay)

Run a half of million on a weekday (On a weekday)

Got a clear an M for the weekend, yeah (Weekend, yeah)

Hit 'em off a coast what I'm thinking, yeah (Thinking, yeah)

You ain't talking money, I'm leaving (I'm leaving)

When I see it clear, we even (We even)

In and out of traffic, I'm weaving (Like I'm weaving)

Hustling, long as I'm breathing (Breathing, breathing)

Players always clean and sexy (And sexy)

Way before I go they gon respect me (They gon respect me)

I might steal the show if you let me (If you let me)

Soon as I see them lights, tell them catch me (Tell them catch me)

I been through some things and I mean it, baby (Mean it, baby)

I could show you things you ain't seen, lil baby (Seen, lil baby)

Hope you understand what I mean, lil lady (Mean, lil lady)

I'ma drop the gat and it's green, lil baby

This shit might take a while for you to get it (Get it)

Understand everybody ain't with it (With it)

Like I been on a rollercoaster riding with the safe belts missing

Holding on for my life, shit was wicked, ooh (Yeah)

This shit may take a while to understand (Stand)

No mistake, it was always in the plan (Plan)

Got to stand up like a man (Ay)

I could do it, I ain't settling for can't (Ay)

Pull it right in yo face like Durant (Ooh)

Co-Star (Cover) lyrics - Fetty Wap

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Now it's late

I can't even pretend that I've been sleeping

What a day at my place

Both of our bodies feigning

So I'll wait

Girl, your shape makes me wanna concentrate

Do whatever oh

(Do whatever you want to me

Whatever you want to me baby)

What do you have in store for me girl

(What do you have in store for me girl)

Baby, I'm anxious

I'm trying to focus

Will I be able to take this

We both know what will go down tonight

(We both know what will go down tonight)

You've been teasing until the time was right

So let go

It's your show

All I wanna do is co star

(See all I wanna do is co star)

I'm in the right place at the right time

I'm in the right place at the right time

It's your world

You can have whatever you want

Believe me

How did we

Finally end up in ecstasy

So I'll wait

Girl, your shape makes me wanna concentrate

Do whatever, oh

(Do whatever you want to me

Whatever you want to me baby)

What do you have in store for me girl

(What do you have in store for me girl)

Baby I'm anxious

I'm tryna focus

I don't think I can take this

We both know what will go down tonight

(We know what's going down, yes we do)

You've been teasing me until the time was right

(You've been teasing, oh)

So let go

It's your show

(It's your show baby)

All I wanna do is co star

(All I wanna do is lay right next to the star)

I'm in the right place at the right time

(Oh, I just wanna be everywhere you are)

I'm in the right place at the right time

(Oh your body's looking to me and it's saying I am)

I'm in the right place at the right time

(You don't have to worry no more you're in my hands)

I'm in the right place at the right time

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...

Cuban Links ZooMix lyrics - Fetty Wap

2020 vision

I go by the name Fetty Wap

It's just how I'm feelin'

I been down bad, nigga for mad years

This vision I have now, nigga it's mad clear

I'm tryna count that cash, do that dash in a new McLaren

Money got blew [?] niggas know [?]

I wonder why when I walk past all these bitches stare

I'm smoking loud when I light it I know you hear it

Nigga really going through some shit I was unaware

Lesson of the day, everybody is not your peers

If they talking down it's just emotion of fear

Tryna talk about my money I ain't never been scared

I'm loyal to the bone when a nigga start to think about it

Wasn't really nothing I wouldn't do and wouldn't blink about it

Really hurt me deep started playing with my future

My kids gotta eat I stood tall like a soldier

Ten toes deep in a mud with it

That pain get numb when that drugs [?]

Man this shit was an experience, it wasn't no love it was just business

I'm serious I don't want no calls or no visits

No texts it's where I'm at, right by 22nd

Yeah I gotta pray, just to wake up it's a blessing

Experience, man I hope you niggas understanding him

You can hear the pain in my voice ain't no fear in him

I hold this on my chest I don't know where else to channel it

Gotta tell the story, roll it up, get your candle lit (yeah)

I've tried, I've tried, I've tried but I can't no more

No lie, no lie, no lie that's where I'm standing yeah

'Cause one you cross me, baby you lost me, I swear I'm really (yeah)

No lie, no lie, no lie that's where I'm standing yeah

I've tried, I've tried, I've tried but I can't no more

No lie, no lie, no lie that's where I'm standing yeah

'Cause one you cross me, baby you lost me, I swear I'm really (yeah)

No lie, no lie, no lie that's where I'm standing oh

No lie, no lie, no lie that's where I'm standing yeah

'Cause one you cross me, baby you lost me, I swear I'm really (yeah)

We gon' trap on that corner, fuck how hot it is

We was young and dumb, we ain't care about no scholarship

Tryna run that cash up, see how big that pound could get

When I ran that bag up, then I went soft with it

Got my mother one I swear you ain't never seen no house as big

Eating so good on God we had extra fridge

Extra house, extra whip, we was doing extra shit

I remember ties was no laced until I hit the switch

Crossed by too many got me thinking [?]

When you come off too friendly they don't think you a soldier

When you come in too hot you don't think it get cold

When you fall out that box [?]

Man this shit was an experience, it wasn't no love it was just business

I'm serious I don't want no calls or no visits

No texts it's where I'm at, right by 22nd

Yeah I gotta pray, just to wake up it's a blessing

Experience, man I hope you niggas understanding him

You can hear the pain in my voice ain't no fear in him

I hold this on my chest I don't know where else to channel it

Gotta tell the story, roll it up, get your candle lit (ooh)

Yeah, Fetty cash, Fetty cash man, Zoovy

Decline (Freestyle) lyrics - Fetty Wap

[Intro:]

Ayyy

Oooooohhh

Ayy, this my shit man

Yeah, baby, ayyy, ayyy

[Verse:]

Stop coming in and calling her car

And when she calling me don't mess around dawg

And if I answer it, I'm cutting her off

Try hang with me? That bitch tryna be my boss, aye

Tryna bang with me? Don't know my gang at all, aye

If you ain't singing with me, niggas like oh my God

Bitch you ain't singing to me? Get kicked right out my car

They know I came with G's, broke niggas think they gone rob, aye

They know she gang with me

Turn off all these cameras please

Step up if you gone bang at me

Just know I keep that thang with me

These guns extended magazines

Just tell em why you mad at me

You broke boy that's a tragedy

No wonder why they

Tryna come up, coming after me, I swear that shit won't work

Bitch you done up, running after G's, I swear this one gone hurt

Move too slow, boy you can't box with me, I swear he popped a perc

You can tell you really envy me, I know his feelin's hurt

Hey but baby I'm a grown man

I ain't on my old head

My niggas was zone red

I gave em they own pad

I pop up like oh shit

Then give em the whole clip

Find out who is so worth

But man she on some ho shit

Zoo gang niggas here baby

And Zoo gang all I hear lately

Left the two bang if he did hear plenty

And please don't let em near me

I swear these niggas scary

[Outro:]

Aye, yeah

Aye, yeah

Aye, yeah

Yeeaaaah

I'm on a roll, I buy a ho

So you know

How it goes

Where you know

Yeahh, aye

Yeahhh, baby, aye

And you know how they go

Where they go

Where you know, baby

Yeahh, aye

Yeahhh, baby, aye

Yeah, baby, aye

Oooohhh

Whoooo

Zoo gang

Whoooo

1738

Oohh

Yeahhh, baby

Shares

Fetty Wap other songs:

 

Different Now lyrics - Fetty Wap

Turn the music up a little bit

(Yeah babe)

Haha, it's that Fetty Wap over here

Oh my God it's so different now, yeah

How they used to hate me now they love me now, yeah

I remember days of wearin' hand-me-downs, yeah

Got it out the mud, they understand me now

I swear I'm just a young nigga who keep countin' up a check

I be havin' fun with ya, I take nothin' to the head

I don't have a money issue, I'm in love with savin' bread

Ain't gotta tell you what I rep I got it tatted on my head, yeah

Oh my God it's so different now, yeah

How they used to hate me now they love me now, yeah

I remember days of wearin' hand-me-downs, yeah

Got it out the mud, they understand me now

I swear I'm just a young nigga who keep countin' up a check

I be havin' fun with ya, I take nothin' to the head

I don't have a money issue, I'm in love with savin' bread

Ain't gotta tell you what I rep I got it tatted on my head, yeah

Let me tell you how this shit change

Got a couple six chains

Blue cheese on my six rings

Rollie cost me 85

So you know my shit bling

Bought my first 'Rari at 23

This shit clean

Made my first million at 22

This rich dreams

Made my mama quit her fuckin' job

I'm doin' big things

And she know I'm still a street nigga

Tryna get clean

Couple niggas screamin' 1200

And they get cream

Free my nigga Slick P

I'm juugin' till they get me

You can hit up 4k if you need some good weed

Cause niggas really got it out the trap, ayy

And if the group was known for sellin' crack, ayy

I'm from 12th and 22nd, that's a fact, ayy

Niggas tried to bring us down, I brought us back, ayy

22nd I put Harlem on the map, ayy

Niggas tried to bring us down, I brought us back, ayy

22nd I put Harlem on the map

Woah, yeah

Yeah baby, yeah baby

Oh my God it's so different now, yeah

How they used to hate me now they love me now, yeah

I remember days of wearin' hand-me-downs, yeah

Got it out the mud, they understand me now

I swear I'm just a young nigga who keep countin' up a check

I be havin' fun with ya, I take nothin' to the head

I don't have a money issue, I'm in love with savin' bread

Ain't gotta tell you what I rep I got it tatted on my head, yeah

Oh my God it's so different now, yeah

How they used to hate me now they love me now, yeah

I remember days of wearin' hand-me-downs, yeah

Got it out the mud, they understand me now

I swear I'm just a young nigga who keep countin' up a check

I be havin' fun with ya, I take nothin' to the head

I don't have a money issue, I'm in love with savin' bread

Ain't gotta tell you what I rep I got it tatted on my head, yeah

Dip Dip (Freestyle) lyrics - Fetty Wap

Yeah

21 Savage what up man

Aye

Zoovie too clean, you don't see the stain though, ay

Aliens got me so you know my chain glows, ay

Boxing niggas out and I don't need a ring though, ay

I got my own niggas with me tryna [?], ay

Counted Zoovie out but I still remained strong, ay

Did it for my family then I put the gang on, ay

RG after [?] turned the flame on, ay

Tryin' to get behind me, I had to switch lanes on the man

I don't fuck with niggas this is not a gang homie, ay

If you don't like me just don't say my name homie

If you with it then just pull up and just let it rain homie

If you do you better hit cause I'm a bring the rain homie

And the white-t on RG, put your name on it

Got a bad ass bitch, had to put my name on her

What I dropped on my 'Rari, dropped it on my chains homie

I don't talk, I don't speak, I just do my thing homie

If you bark, I'm gon' geek, know I got the aim homie

Try to knock out a stiff if I ain't got the thing on me

Got a thing for the street I can never change homie

Pimp in a red uniform, respect the game homie

Ay, ay

Mob gang shit

You ain't in the business, you don't speak my language

I know some real street niggas that'll get your dumbass hit

Tryna beef with Zoovie Zoo that's what your dumbass get

I ain't even gotta shoot cause I'm too rich-rich-rich, ya

I got little niggas hope this shit-shit-shit, ya

Got them heli guns, extra clips-clips-clips

You get hit then you tell, you a snitch-snitch-snitch, ya

I've been gettin' money, count a whole lotta guap, yeah

Now I'm in the mansion, bitches in the Hamptons, ya

They had the same damn chance when they heard she was dancin'

Hey I bought my bitch a Benz all red, she was dancin', ya

Ay, I bought her to the Bay, she said baby bring them bands in

She said you always with your gang switchin' lanes in your 'Rari

You been had my number but still never call me

I remember when you ha-

Haha-yo

God damn

God damn

God damn

Yeah-yeah

God damn

Hey-hey

God damn

And you don't speak my language

God damn

Wet a nigga back and then I dip-dip-dip

Nigga you don't speak my language

Federal Pain lyrics - Fetty Wap

Know what I'm saying, like, niggas really going through some real life shit, like, feel me?

And I'm just talking 'bout this pain 'cause it hurt for real

And I ain't tryna feel this pain I need a perc' for real

I remember we was down, now we worth some mills

But that shit can't bring 'em back now, no

Haven't folded in the jail, no, no

Would you rather take the stand, no, no

Do you think they understand, no, no

Gotta stand up like a man, hold on

And I'm just talking 'bout this pain 'cause it hurt for real

And I ain't tryna feel this pain I need a perc' for real

I remember we was down, now we worth some mills

But that shit can't bring 'em back now, no

Haven't folded in the jail, no, no

Would you rather take the stand, no, no

Do you think they understand, no, no

Gotta stand up like a man, hold on, yeah baby

I'm so sick of this pain, be feeling insane

Baby and this feeling is strange, I don't bring the same

Baby I feel left in the dark, ain't feeling the rain

Baby losing more of my heart I'm feeling the change

Baby I ain't playing gotta watch the ones you next to, yeah

Gotta stay up on you pivot 'fore they catch you, yeah

They can't wait for you to slip then say they helped you

Whole time they be the main reason why you [?], yeah baby

And I'm just talking 'bout this pain 'cause it hurt for real

And I ain't tryna feel this pain I need a perc' for real

I remember we was down, now we worth some mills

But that shit can't bring 'em back now, no

Haven't folded in the jail, no, no

Would you rather take the stand, no, no

Do you think they understand, no, no

Gotta stand up like a man, hold on

I'm just talking 'bout this pain 'cause it hurt for real

And I ain't tryna feel this pain I need a perc' for real

I remember we was down, now we worth some mills

But that shit can't bring 'em back now, no

Haven't folded in the jail, no, no

Would you rather take the stand, no, no

Do you think they understand, no, no

Gotta stand up like a man, hold on, yeah baby

First Day Out lyrics - Fetty Wap

We love you [?]

Nam' saying, know my mothafucking name man, Big Zoovie

Free all my real right niggas man, too easy

Frank got the pack (Ayy, yeah, hm)

Ayy, this one for my street niggas, really run the streets with you, know better to beef with you, yeah

Nigga got his cheese up, boolin' with my feet up, niggas know I'm G'd up, yeah

Ain't nun to do the time nigga, just know that I'm fine nigga, I know how the find niggas, yeah (Hm)

Nowhere you can hide baby, just don't pop outside baby, fuck around and die baby, yeah (Um)

Sitting for a fuck nigga, I know shit disgust niggas, just knock off the dust nigga, yeah

You know would've be me, all over the tv, free my nigga Fizzi, yeah

Free all of my fed niggas, come home get that bread nigga, holding up your head nigga, yeah

If you know you a king baby, come fuck with a team baby, billion dollar dreams baby, yeah

Keep it real and true, if I fuck with you, then I'm stuck with you, yeah baby

No way I'm gon' lose, before birth was choose, captain of the cruise, yeah baby

I was raised for this, I don't play with shit, why I take it serious, yeah baby

Niggas fake as fuck, in the [?] they trust, they can't hang with us, yeah baby

And they know Zoovie on some G shit, ayy

Count me out but I'm the one you need to be with, ayy

Lost my vision but was smart enough to see shit, ayy

I'm just mad I wasn't fast enough to peep it, yeah

I was busting moves, I take off my jules, in the streets I grew, yeah baby

Almost diamond in the trap, I went diamond off a rap, put my life on this track, yeah baby

Seven mill' in all twenties, they know I was getting money, went with thirty on a honey, yeah baby

And I run the zoo baby, it was only nine days, I done lost a crew baby

Used to split it nine ways, [?]

It's amazing then they think you gone, what they do baby

Niggas lied on my kid, niggas lie 'cause they did

Now I'm home and they ghost, bitch it is what it is yeah baby

Ayy, this one for my street niggas, really run the streets with you, know better to beef with you, yeah

Nigga got his cheese up, boolin' with my feet up, niggas know I'm G'd up, yeah

Ain't nun to do the time nigga, just know that I'm fine nigga, I know how the find niggas, yeah (Hm)

Nowhere you can hide baby, just don't pop outside baby, fuck around and die baby, yeah (Um)

Sitting for a fuck nigga, I know shit disgust niggas, just knock off the dust nigga, yeah

You know would've be me, all over the tv, free my nigga Fizzi, yeah

Free all of my fed niggas, come home get that bread nigga, holding up your head nigga, yeah

If you know you a king baby, come fuck with a team baby, billion dollar dreams baby, yeah

Flip Phone lyrics - Fetty Wap

Yeah, yeah

(ProtegeBeatz)

Yeah, Zoovie

Yeah

I just wanna ball with my niggas

I'ma stack it all to the ceiling, yeah

I went and did right for the family

Now I know they all understand me

Yeah, I spent a couple hundred thousand for my mama

Yeah, spent like 50 for the toys for the drama

Yeah, you ain't heard the Remy Boyz hold the camera

Yeah, I got homies from the zoo going bonkers

Yeah, I got candy for the low, that Willy Wonka

Yeah, driving slow so police don't pull me over

Yeah, niggas know we gon' go until it's over

Yeah, mama said she wanna truck that new Range Rover

Yeah, stay alive and stay M'd up until I'm older

Yeah, Zoovie Zoo, I got the Island on my shoulders

Yeah, bitch I'm Zoovie, I go Louis on my loafers

Yeah, hey, gold Mercedes chains for my chauffeur

Yeah, hmm, dropping out of benz with the slide

Yeah, I'ma send this mans to the sky

Yeah, I just need a couple grams out the pot

Yeah, and I only need a little, not a lot

Yeah, bitch, I can turn your spot to a block

Yeah, bitch, my chef can make it sizzle out the pot

Yeah, and my homies they be greasy with the Glocks

Yeah, ay, Brittney said get busy never stop

Yeah, and my only dream to stack it to the moon

Run up, I'm attacking with the goons

Yeah, bitch, dogs got to eat, where the food?

Yeah, bitch, dog I'm a beast, you a shoe, yeah

Niggas ain't moving right, I stay with my crew like yeah

Niggas ain't hoopin' right. nigga we shooting yeaaa

I'ma just do the life, yeah, she got it moving like, yeah

Nigga my jewels is bright, yeah, run a little zoo like yeah

Niggas ain't moving right, I sleep with my crew like yeah

Niggas ain't hoopin' right, yeah, nigga we shooting yeaaa

I'ma just do the life, yeah, she get to moving light, yeah

Nigga my jewels is bright, yeah, run a little zoo like yeah

Flossin' (Freestyle) lyrics - Fetty Wap

Wah, wah, ayy

1738, yeah baby

Oh-oh, oh

I'm flossin', pourin' up drank baby

Spent 50k on my jeans baby

I don't give a fuck what they think baby

Let's have a date at the bank baby

Ayy, fine wine, it go for us baby

Ayy, if you ready then go for it baby

Ayy, you light up like a blow torch baby

Ayy, and anyone flossin' baby

Ayy, I'm in love like the Carsons baby

Ayy, Zoo Gang, I'm the boss now baby

Ayy, Gritty, Mimi, and Stoner now baby

Ayy, now they know who we are now baby

I'm bent up, I just broke the bank

Roll Backwoods, all I smoke is dank

And I'm ballin', he fallin'

I don't know why his bitch keep callin'

It's the Zoo Gang honcho and Zoovier baby

1738, you know who near baby

Left a lot of pussy niggas in the rear view baby

I'll never let these pussy niggas near you baby

In my past life, I hope it don't scare you baby

I'm bossed up, get his ass charged up

Talkin' like Wu-Tang screamin' out Zoo Gang

Fuck who you came with

I went from lil block to bein' famous

My mom was first to feel changes

I bough so much kinds I swear I flow stranger

Catch me on the highway, Beemers, no Rangers

Big Zoowap ball hard cause they facin'

I drink white and dark, I'm not racist

Drop bout 75 on one bracelet

I don't want your bitch cause she basic

I drink red, Chicago, not the Lakers

In my kitchen I love to bake it

Bakin' soda hit the pot and start scrapin'

Poppa Smurf, big blue bands, boy I'm cakin'

Poppa Smurf, big blue bands, boy I'm cakin'

Wap, ayy

I'm Mike Jones, Jones

And I stay flossin' in that candy paint

Rollin' dank

Sippin' drank on 84 swangers

Rollin' Chevy, rollin' baby

Yeah, baby

Yeah, baby

You're done, you're done

And I'm flossin' sippin' that purple drank

On purple sippin' that purple drank

Screens fallin rims crawlin

I don't know why the girls keep callin'

Yeah, baby

Oh, oh, oh

1738, Zoovie

Hey, God damn

We only just begun man

Zoothousand-sixteen

RGF productions, Zoogang RGF man

You're done

Fresh N Clean lyrics - Fetty Wap

Ayy, lil' body, don't pass me, I'm dressed so fresh (So fresh)

Don't you think I'm so sexy? I'm dressed so fresh (So fresh and so clean, clean)

Ayy, lil' body, don't pass me, I'm dressed so fresh (So fresh)

I love when you stare at me, I'm dressed so fresh (So fresh and so clean, clean)

Yeah, yeah, mm, she know I'm so fresh and so clean

She got a thing for me, she love when I step on the scene

I make her sing for me, she love when I'm makin' her scream

Check out the bling on me, I am nothing less than a king

Then she say that she with it and she dig it, she love the style

And that's word to my children, I ain't trippin', won't stick around

I'm not one for the feelings, I be pimpin', I hold it down

Stack it up to the ceiling, I'ma spend it and break it down

I can show you what it mean to me, baby

Ain't never comin' for the green, but you're my baby, yeah-ah

I could turn you to a money maker, yeah-ah

And I like you better with no makeup, yeah, yeah

Ayy, lil' body, don't pass me, I'm dressed so fresh (So fresh)

Don't you think I'm so sexy? I'm dressed so fresh (So fresh and so clean, clean)

Ayy, lil' body, don't pass me, I'm dressed so fresh (So fresh)

I love when you stare at me, I'm dressed so fresh (So fresh and so clean, clean)

She know I'm so fresh and so clean baby, got diamonds on me

I love when they sparkle and bling, baby be shinin' on me

Half a carat rocks in my ring, baby, I'm spendin' money

Fetty Wap, I come from the zoo, baby, the crown is on me (Yeah)

You be fresh and so clean, baby, you be puttin' in work

When I step on the scene, baby, I be seein' you flirt (Yeah)

Let me get in between, baby, I'm removin' your skirt

Help me count up this green, baby, I be puttin' in work (Yeah)

Always talk about you, you bomb, baby, keep stuntin' on 'em

Everything you want, you can buy, baby, I'm crushin' on you

And I'm 'bout to pull up outside, baby, I'm waitin' on you

And I love to vibe when we high, baby, I'm fiendin' for you, yeah, babe

Ayy, lil' body, don't pass me, I'm dressed so fresh (So fresh)

Don't you think I'm so sexy? I'm dressed so fresh (So fresh and so clean, clean)

Ayy, lil' body, don't pass me, I'm dressed so fresh (So fresh)

I love when you stare at me, I'm dressed so fresh (So fresh and so clean, clean)

(Yeah, baby

Ayy, woah-woah

Woah, baby

Yeah, baby

I'm so fresh and so clean, baby

Yeah)

Grandma lyrics - Fetty Wap

[Intro:]

Aye, 1738! Zoovier!

[Chorus:]

Aye, my grandma said her grandson crazy

She said, please pull your pants up, baby

Aye, I told her, bands make my pants sag crazy

Aye, she said, I don't know what bands is, baby

That's just money, grandma, that's just money

That's just money, grandma, that's just money

Aye, I told her, bands make my pants sag crazy

Aye, she said, I don't know what bands is, baby

[Verse:]

Aye, all this money that I'm counting, yeah I'm carrying

18, 000K I spend a day, I could embarrass her

Aye his bitch for years just made it clear she wouldn't marry him

Aye I fucked her once then disappeared, that shit hilarious

Aye, I'm the Zoo, bitch, you are you, I don't do marriages

Aye, look, both of my kin's rich, I don't push carriages

Aye, and I just say the word, they send them packages

Aye, I send up the cash and then I'm wrapping them

Aye, look, I live in the Zoo and I stay strapped with them

Aye, you hang with the goons and you get whacked with them

Aye, bitch, I live in the Zoo, stay and I'm paid with them

Aye, bitch, you stay with the goons and you get wrapped with them

[Chorus]

High Thoughts lyrics - Fetty Wap

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah... yeah, yeah

Sharda says she dying to take a trip

Yeah yeah

I saw this is your time to make a flip

Yeah

Smoke twenty-eight grounds with Muslims

Yeah

And this perky got me thinking I'm gonna shit

Yeah yeah

Talkative shorty like this

Yeah yeah

Baby is you're gonna let me hit

Yeah yeah

Baby is rolling up display

Yeah yeah

I hope and all your friends were to shit

Yeah yeah

Maybe we could be a Crozier

Yeah yeah

Fuck order another load yeah

He's older - nigga make the nose yeah yeah

Nigga that be with me carrot oh yeah yeah

Baby I'm the leader of the zone yeah yeah

Get it so what making niggas move yeah yeah

Never know niggas roll yeah yeah

I'm itchy bumping a road yeah yeah

Come and take a walk up my shows yeah yeah

Borrow your wind blow it on the crow yeah yeah

I was saving money like a Joe yeah yeah

When I spent two million my Josh yeah yeah

I got my money than you yeah

My future I was busing maneuvers yeah

Was working it was taking the school bus yeah

And my Ferrari I just parked for my

School are ya niggas ain't not all

Really good too fuck yeah six Mercedes

And I got me a future yeah

Two Ferraris and they practically

Useless yeah love my

Odyssey me slide With maestro might

See me smiling cause I'm always coming dunk

I become money here I go

I can't I'm I thought what

She's learned I know she won't be there

She gonna be like baby give me more

Keep running me me to the door

I'm like no I have a ticket I'm watching

On my chain if I love Jersey such

Opinion on my name

You can usually catch me with my game

We're saying that's where I'm banging

Yeah!

History lryics - Fetty Wap

Yeaaahh baby Ay It's been so different since you distant me yea I miss your love, I miss you missin’ me I miss your touch up on me, straight to sleep yeah How you gon' leave when we got history baby We got history baby We got history yea Miss you so much, look what you did to me baby Miss you so much, look what you did to me Ay lookin' at my phone baby, waitin’ on your call Scrollin' through my texts like, she ain't text at all Now I'm on her page like, I know she made a post Now I'm in my car, and I'm knockin' ok her door (Skrt-Skrt) (Yeah) Ay, look what you did, you got me goin' crazy Do anything to show you you’re my baby You know I’ll trip before a nigga play me Ay, gun on me, run on me, I'm gon’ squeeze baby Ay, She know me, keep it G, M-O-B baby Ay, I'm gon' fuck it good, put you straight to sleep baby Ay, then I roll a Wood, that's my remedy baby Ay, watch out for the lames and my enemies baby It’s been so different since you distant me yea I miss your love, I miss you missin' me I miss your touch up on me, straight to sleep yeah How you gon' leave when we got history baby We got history baby We got history yea Miss you so much, look what you did to me baby Miss you so much, look what you did to me You see me knockin' at your door, I'm lookin' at you come down It keep on runnin' through my head, that I want you right now Hopin' that you feel the same, then I seen you turned the lights out Thinkin' you with another man, so I went and kick the door down yeaahh Look what you did, you got me goin' crazy Ran up them stairs to go and get my baby Kicked in that door, where you was waitin' patiently Call me crazy, how you made me yea I'm so insecure, girl that's how you made me Still give you my love, it's so clear to see Loyalty and love, it ain't no mystery But how is you gon' leave when we got history baby It's been so different since you distant me yea I miss your love, I miss you missin' me I miss your touch up on me, straight to sleep yeah How you gon' leave when we got history baby We got history baby We got history yea Miss you so much, look what you did to me baby Miss you so much, look what you did to me We got history baby We got history yea We got history baby We got history baby

Homies lyrics - Fetty Wap

Big Zoovie, let's go, yeah

Cez on the beat

I got homies really fuck with me, some homies that don't (Homies that don't)

I got homies that ran off on me, some homies that won't (Homies that won't)

I got killers that murk families, I got killers that won't (Nah)

Bunch of thug niggas and drug dillers we family at most

I know niggas know who told us, they won't do nothing 'bout it (Goofy)

So they get 'round some hoes wanna act like they 'bout it (Pussy)

He ain't with it, would've never took that seven like Bobby (Ah-ah-ahh)

Best part of 2020 that a nigga made it out it (Yeah)

I got homies really fuck with me, some homies that don't (Some homies that)

I got homies that ran off on me, some homies that won't (I got some homies)

I got killers that murk families, I got killers that won't (I got some killers, yeah)

Bunch of thug niggas and drug dillers we family at most (Big Zoovie)

Yeah, brought a wedding ring from my pop, bitch I'm arrogant (Yeah)

Fuck Uncle Sam, I'mma trap for my salary (Yeah)

Break it down in vegetables, stacking up my celery (Yeah)

"Why this nigga still here?" I guess these niggas mad at me

I bring it to your front door, pussy, if you at-ing me (Pussy)

Fuck the bitch real slow, watching for my calories

And I hold my block down, fuck who got it after me (Twelve)

On some gang shit, bout it, bout it, bitch I'm Master P

All that lame shit, rowdy, rowdy, put your ass to sleep

I just bought a chopper with a fifty it be quick to reach (Yeah)

I just hit my papi off a burner he be quick to speak (Brrrr, hallo)

Told him if I send him 250, send me six a week

I got homies really fuck with me, some homies that don't (I do)

I got homies that ran off on me, some homies that won't (I got homies that won't, yeah)

I got killers that murk families, I got killers that won't (Yeah)

Bunch of thug niggas and drug dillers we family at most

I know niggas know who told us, they won't do nothing 'bout it (Goofy)

So they get 'round some hoes wanna act like they 'bout it (Pussy)

He ain't with it, would've never took that seven like Bobby (Ah-ah-ahh)

Best part of 2020 that a nigga made it out it (Yeah)

I got homies who got weed, I got homies who don't (I got homies who don't)

I got homies who got pills, I got homies who don't (I got homies who don't)

I got bitches who take charges, I got bitches who don't (I got bitches who won't)

I got bitches that be driving homie, kicking your door

Niggas trapping every season, treat that bitch like a sport

Walk up on a nigga, we ain't sliding no more

Shoot at nigga out the window, we ain't sliding no door

Know what happened to your man, he ain't sliding for bro (Pussy)

In My Ways lyrics - Fetty Wap

[Intro:]

Yeah baby

Oohhh

ZooVier, 1738

[Chorus:]

I am so stuck in my ways, baby

Ain't giving it up, ayy

This money I get it for days, baby

I can't get enough, ayy

These niggas just mad that I'm paid, baby

I don't give a fuck, ayy

I am so stuck in my ways, money I get it for days

Niggas just mad that I'm.

I am so stuck in my ways, baby

I ain't giving it up, ayy

This money I get it for days, baby

I can't get enough, ayy

These niggas just mad that I'm paid, baby

I don't give a fuck, ayy

I am so stuck in my ways, money I get it for days

Niggas just mad that I'm paid

[Verse:]

Flipping work, like a pissy mattress

Always front flip, never back flip

All this money that we getting, ayy

Baptized in my kitchen, ayy

I was blessed with the chickens, ayy

If you ain't bout it, good riddance, ayy

I know I'm hurting suckas feelings, ayy

ZooGods we the realest, ayy

Cold world like the chillest, ayy

Scorch your eye like a skillet, ayy

I'll be there in two minutes, ayy

Call that a Bentley, you tripping, ayy

I might fuck his new bitch, ayy

Kick it round real quick, ayy

I'm laying on the good whip, ayy

ZooVie Zoo, I'm a pimp, ayy

Red uniforms and shit, ayy

Can you afford a brick? ayy

Hundred thousands up in sales, ayy

Cause I'm eating very well, baby

Having money, can't you tell, baby?

Curse to it like a spell, baby

So many opps, so many feds, baby

Check a nigga popping bands, baby

Tracking niggas through the trail, baby

Pussy niggas always tell, baby

Real niggas all in jail, baby

Come on, get back to the money, ayy

These niggas just mad that I'm up, baby

ZooVie, I don't give a fuck, baby

Niggas just mad that I'm up, baby

Said ZooVie, I don't give a fuck, baby

[Chorus]

[Outro:]

Whoa

I am so stuck in my ways baby

Yeah, baby

I am so stuck in my ways baby

Yeah, baby, 1738

Ain't giving it up

ZooGods

I am so stuck in my ways baby

I am so stuck in my ways baby

Ayy, Monty, come back man