Fetty Wap - 3rd Quarter (Freestyle) lyrics

Ay, 1738 Ayo, man they call me big ZooWap n***a f** these f** boys man Squad sh**, ZooGang Black 650 on the Royce, start to gunning n***as make a diss song but want no problems Black four fifth with the grip, who shot him? Big ZooWap from the trap, what's mobbing? Gold chains on me, couple bands is the rocking Make me feel fly so all I buy is Rob- Got ten thousand dollars worth of J's in my closet For my girl, drop nine hundred dollars on the wallet though P's got six thousand dollars worth of Robins Seventeen for my beamer, drop thirty on the jeep Five bands for a Louis eye patch, omg Not the Gucci one 'cause you know a n***a stay flee Fetty Wap from the bando, understand though How the f** you the man though? Go where you can't go What the f** is your plan though? Ain't got no bands though And the n***as that I rock with keep hella ammo n***as tryna diss Fetty Wap, how you do that? Like I ain't helping n***as pop, n***a you mad Put my city on the whole map, you ain't do that Talking 'bout me, n***as get shot, why you do that? Cause that boy running out the mouth, take a cool bath Do his a** like the old school in a new cla** Just bought a G37 and it's too fast Riding through this f** boy's hood, let the two blast Hop in my whip with his b**h on my cool a** Just like his b**h, he a b**h, get his crew dragged b**h, we the squad of the year screaming ZooGang Dice pull up on him, then, he kick just like Liu Kang Montana hit him with the three, call him Lu Deng b**h, we the squad of the year screaming ZooGang Dice pull up on him, then, he kick just like Liu Kang Montana hit him with the three, call him Lu Deng Squad!