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fetty wap & fli fetti - gotta blast lyrics

[intro: fetty wap]
free that boy tay-k

[verse 1: fetty wap]
gang with me, we ain’t talkin’ cash, its irrelevant
yo’ b-tch with me, let her rub my chain for the h-ll of it
sticks with me he could f-ck yo ho if she sellin it
fetty, we get fetti it don’t matter how you spellin’ it
yeah, pull up to his spot like what is up, n-gg-
i got shootas’ with me in the cut, n-gg-
he be dead ‘fore i hit the blunt, n-gg-
on the hood, this ain’t what he want, n-gg-
keep a 50 with me in the trunk, n-gg-
put the family on the cap and funk, n-gg-
wouldn’t give a f-ck if a slug hit ya
all this money i just get a rush n-gg-
when the money came i fell in love wit her
you know i fell in love wit her

[verse 2: fli fetti]
ay
i know these n-gg-s feel some type of way
but all they do is hop up on the internet and type away
i ain’t the type to play my hitters, bring it right away
you hear them tires skirrt, them fireworks gon’ light away
if zoovie send a hit
then the goonies bend the sh-t
if we in the buildin’ its gon’ be a movie in this b-tch
don’t pay attention to these n-gg-s cuz they all lame
i’m livin’ next to fabulous i call it ball-cane
this for the muscle at the hustle like a ball game
all i do is ball man so all i do is ball mane
designer sh-t these shootings they gon’ call it lit
i said you ain’t my kind of chick but thank you for the compliment
mind on my money i’ve been hungry tryna’ find a lick
i get suppliers tripped, like what you need i got it here
a bunch of small timers talkin’ like they push a lot
i smoke one h-lla sour
i don’t do the kush a lot
wap set it up they waitin’ for the hood to pop
my pocket full of guap, they call me mister jig alot

- fetty wap fli fetti lyrics

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