Fetty Wap - Yung Lan Freestyle lyrics

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Fetty Wap - Yung Lan Freestyle lyrics

[Intro] 1738, Zoovier, Ay I just wanna say what's on my mind man [Verse 1] We designer down rocking Fendi Big chargers with the hemi We pull up on ya'll, n***a gimme I make them honchos hit a semi I'm talking mula, we got plenty I f** her best friend if she pretty You know it's ZooGang n***as with me I let off two bangs to his kidney Should take his baby momma out to Philly Send the kids on trip to Walt Disney I've yet to see a n***a ball with me Monty and Dice standing tall with me I collect the bands, then, hit the mall with ‘em Wanna act up? Then, we all get ‘em Wanna shoot? One shot, we all hit ‘em Two doors, no top, it's all missing n***as know how I rock, I'm all in 23 on my J, I'm Jordan n***as know how I rock, I'm all in 23 on my J, I'm Jordan Heard these n***as hate me because that I'm a specialist Diamonds know they on freeze, that's how you know I'm flexing man Remixing the whole thing, that's how you get your paper up First, you wasn't on me but, now she wanna hang with us Rolling off the molly, now she wanna skate with us Before you try the ZooGang, suggest you try some angel dust Monty shoot from long range, that's how he let the hammer bust AR15 but ya'll bound to understand though Shooting big guns, it cannot fit out the window How the f** you judge a n***a? Don't know what he been through n***as don't know me, might've seen me when I bend through 22 Forgiato sitting on the fen coupe Zoovier, you won't catch me without Monty Last year, I told him this year was our time, then I did what I said, now we all shining Jumpmans for the kicks blue and our diamonds Robins, go away Trues and I ain't lying Two bands, one outfit, come on try me I ain't even touch the advance, I been bent up Juggin and finessing at n***as, ain't getting jammed up Robin wings on my Robin jeans hold my bands up 22nd, I'm a hooligan, I need a phantom b**hes love me ‘cause I'm getting rich, I ain't handsome Get my n***as rich, talking foreigns and mansions, Squad!