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L.A.X

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L.A.X

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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

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

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

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