Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Zoo , by - Fetty Wap. Song from the album For My Fans, Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 14.08.2017
Record label: Platinum Town
Song language: English
Zoo |
| Two Bentley trucks, one white, one black |
| Like Kevin Liles, it’s a lean |
| Alexander McQueen, Canada goose, Amiri the jeans (Amiri jeans) |
| Cut the traction off on the track hawk |
| We 'bout to fuck up the streets (Skrrt) |
| Two Bentley trucks, one white, one black |
| Like Kevin Liles, it’s a lean (300) |
| You probably don’t wanna beef |
| 'Cause we ain’t got guns, we got machines (Ah) |
| I might pull up in that Cullen |
| As soon as I fuck a bitch, her and her friends discussing it |
| I’m in the trenches, thuggin' it |
| Nigga, touch me and we sluggin' it (Bah, bah) |
| In this bitch with Fetty, bitches know I got that fetti |
| Walk in, leave, they shoot confetti |
| Took off the diamonds, had to baguette it, ah |
| From a hood where you live or you die, nigga |
| Nigga be living a lie, nigga |
| Money, I get it a lot |
| I been counting this shit for a while, nigga |
| Been throwing up M’s on mob, nigga |
| On gang I been outside, nigga (Gang) |
| Call, then I’m gon' slide, ayy |
| I been draped in gold, ooh-woah, ayy |
| Run up, let it blow, ooh-woah, ayy |
| Mobbin' with my bros, ooh-woah, ayy |
| Came up kicking doors, ooh-woah, yeah, baby |
| (Gimme dat, gimme dat) |
| My new chain 3D |
| Diamonds HD, ridin' with the XD (Ice) |
| Usually don’t bae but can you get your bitch back please? |
| (Come get her) |
| She been asking me for money, almost got her feelings hurt |
| Bitch, why you think my feelings weren’t? |
| (What?) |
| Soon as I fuck, skrr skrr, ayy |
| I’m at Delilah’s, came in the Spider (Skrrt) |
| Just weighing my options |
| Damn near hit everything in the road (That's facts) |
| But I’ma be quiet |
| With they BM, they be lyin' |
| With the police they be honest |
| I’m so loyal I bet on the Lions |
| Dem' killers do what I say like Simon, bow |
| Really came up in the trap |
| No cap, serving pack, uh (What you need?) |
| Nigga, you should understand |
| We don’t condone it, we don’t do rats |
| They ain’t for cooking the white |
| Lil' bit of soda, making it stretch |
| My partner got jail for fentanyl, can’t even say it all |
| Bitch, I said it all |
| Pull up my car, I’m swerving, doing them dirty |
| Nigga, on purpose, serve 'em, skrr |
| Bitch cooking on the stove, ooh-woah |
| We got problems, let me know, ooh-woah |
| Brodie quick to let it blow, ooh-woah (Bow, bow, bow) |
| Bitch with me, my gun is in her purse, ooh-woah |
| This summer coming 2020 vert, ooh-woah |
| Took a nigga bitch and made her squirt, ooh-woah |
| I’m with Grizzley, please don’t end up on a shirt, ooh-woah |
| We not the heroes, bitch, we the villains |
| This ain’t a movie, the good ones ain’t winning |
| Why is you gassing him up to beef with me |
| When he die, you gon' be in your feelings |
| We don’t need an oven, let the K cook 'em (Grra) |
| Paint shit like a artist, no A Boogie (Artist) |
| She gon' suck dick for a Bape hoodie |
| If she ain’t going, I’m gone, I don’t take pussy (Fuck on) |
| I roll with killers and robbers (Yeah) |
| Come take niggas' shit like pirates (Gimme dat) |
| You heard 'bout a body and you got scared |
| We heard about bodies and we got inspired (Facts) |
| Bro off meds, can’t give it a rest |
| He solid, I ain’t gotta give him a test |
| Even though he ain’t got no hope (No hope) |
| He hope your head can fit in that vest, bitch |
| If the police ask, don’t let 'em know (Don't let 'em know shit, nigga) |
| Shooters with me, quick to let it blow (Brr, bow, bow) |
| You keep cuffing that bitch, boy, let her go (Let go of that bitch, boy) |
| Come through with that work and let it snow (Come get these bricks) |