FETTY GLOCK Joey Trap

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[Intro]
Not at the table, Carlos
Uh, uh
Fetty wap, big Glock, pop it's a face shot
Fetty wap, big Glock
Pop out

[Chorus]
Fetty wap, big Glock, pop it's a face shot
We gon' take his eye out with a chop in a tank top
I be sipping straight wok, got a bottle of straight drop
Got the dope fiends crushing up blocks of the dank rock
Word to my mother, I swear that I hate cops
Ayy, I just be counting them racks and I can't stop
If I step foot on the floor, then the paint hot
I hit from the back got her pulling the cake out, pulling the shank out

[Verse]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fetty wap, I'm in the trap with a-
Fetty wap, I'm in the trap with a trap queen
Pouring syrup, we been sippin' on codeine
Keep a strap, we in the trap with the dope fiends
Now yo' bitch take xan bars, nigga she off of four beans
Uh, uh, uh
Molly water got her feeling the-
Molly water got her feeling the vibe
I swear the dope fiends need me to survive
You wanted beef, be happy that you niggas alive
Plugged in, I ain't cutting the ties
Ooh, ooh

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