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wack zack – fye lyrics

[intro: wack zack]
ooh (yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah (lil b+tch)
yeah, yeah, yeah (me and vega back to back)
wack zack on the track (yeah)
lil bitty b+tch

[verse 1: wack zack]
wobble like a bobble head, make her drop dead
tryna play your cards right, but you ain’t got a good deck
you tryna be the man, you ending up sounding wack
f+ck a boom bap sometimes you just gotta trap (yeah, yeah, yeah)
back to back suburbans, bring me wishes, not no curses (woah)
i be sippin’ on that bourbon, i don’t need no f+ckin’ curtains (woo)
for the b+tch in the back (woo), spoiler came attached (yeah, yeah)
b+tch, i got the cheese, but i don’t f+ck with no rats (rats, rats)
i’ma pull up in that ‘vette, why doctor the evidence
keep a check a 10k, i be countin’ dividends (ooh)
b+tch, i’m out like el chapo, i eat it out like some tacos (ooh)
me and vega back to back
’cause you all know that’s the motto (that’s right)

[chorus: wack zack & vega huh]
where your mans at? (mans)
keep a ten stack (stack), in my backpack (pack)
that be big cap (cap), put you off the map (map)
off the top, you know i be spittin’ real facts (facts, facts, facts)
where your mans at? (mans)
keep a ten stack (stack), in my backpack (pack)
that be big cap (cap), put you off the map (map)
off the top, you know i be spittin’ real facts (facts, facts, facts)
(uh, uh+huh, ten out of ten b+tch, woo)
[verse 2: vega huh]
take a step back, all you gotta do is relax
motherf+cker reachin’ for the gun up in the backpack
steal all of this sh+t and now we makin big stacks
we be livin’ life fast like we got a fastpass (woo)
shawty tellin’ me that i’m a misfit
when in reality, that’s just normal f+ckin’ business
why do people always be shootin but just missin’
i’m about to activate everything with a piston (uh, uh, uh, uh)
shawty said she wanna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
everybody tellin’ me that’s gonna cause an earthquake
nauseous, that’s what happens when you do a moshpit
run like this, i got my ray gun, b+tch, it’s toxic
punch a motherf+cker with the force of doomfist
doin’ crazy sh+t, i don’t really care, f+ck it
i guess santa’s gon’ put me right up on his bad list
i don’t really give a sh+t, but i guess is somethin’ (woo)

[chorus: wack zack]
where your mans at? (mans)
keep a ten stack (stack), in my backpack (pack)
that be big cap (cap), put you off the map (map)
off the top, you know i be spittin’ real facts (facts, facts, facts)
where your mans at? (mans)
keep a ten stack (stack), in my backpack (pack)
that be big cap (cap), put you off the map (map)
off the top, you know i be spittin’ real facts (facts, facts, facts)
[outro: wack zack]
yeah, yeah, yeah

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