L.A.X.

[Chorus]

Balling like I'm Jordan jumping out the gym

Ain't no time for lacking, bitch we gotta win

Bitch I'm pistol packing, I could get 'em hit

And for a couple dollars, man the shit get lit

Balling like I'm Jordan jumping out the gym

Ain't no time for lacking, bitch we gotta win

Bitch I'm pistol packing, I could get 'em hit

And for a couple dollars, man the shit get lit

[Verse 1]

Big ZooWap and Monty taking over the summer

Pulled up in that beamer, 36 on my Hummer

Pistol whipped the barrel, know big ZooWap a drummer

I'm riding with Brick Squad, tell big Guwop I'm coming

If Nitty want him gone, then I put two in his noggin

And we wildin' with 40 smoking dope screaming fuck it

If Nitty want him gone, then I put two in his noggin

And we wildin' with 40 smoking dope screaming fuck it

Smoking dope off in this bitch, I call it Vinner

Both my pockets fat, your shits are thinner

Smooth wood grain, won't catch a splinter

Fetty with his squad, my boys are hitters

Smoking dope off in this bitch, I call it Vinner

Both my pockets fat, your shits are thinner

Smooth wood grain, won't catch a splinter

Fetty is with his squad, my boys are hitters

[Chorus]

Balling like I'm Jordan jumping out the gym

Ain't no time for lacking, bitch we gotta win

Bitch I'm pistol packing, I could get 'em hit

And for a couple dollars, man the shit get lit

Balling like I'm Jordan jumping out the gym

Ain't no time for lacking, bitch we gotta win

Bitch I'm pistol packing, I could get 'em hit

And for a couple dollars, man the shit get lit

[Verse 2]

My Chevy vette sitting up on 24's

Fetty Wap kitchen off of whipping blow

Rolling gas right before I hit the door

I don't forget my piece, I grab my 44

Trap god, sack god at the bando

Crack sack cost the same much as a Lambo

We got the same pistol but mine don't jam though

Bitch I'm the man ho, just let your friends know

I got them bands though, two big guns, I Rambo

I'm shining bright, they on the light just like a candle

My money right, her pussy tight, I'm tryna blam though

She rock the mic and just like eggs I'm bouta scramble

I hit the corner doing 50, I got that handle

I got a Spanish bitch, I fuck her in her sandals

And every bet they put me on, boy I dismantle

It's big ZooWap up in my trap, I let my fiends know

[Chorus]

Balling like I'm Jordan jumping out the gym

Ain't no time for lacking, bitch we gotta win

Bitch I'm pistol packing, I could get 'em hit

And for a couple dollars, man the shit get lit

Balling like I'm Jordan jumping out the gym

Ain't no time for lacking, bitch we gotta win

Bitch I'm pistol packing, I could get 'em hit

And for a couple dollars, man the shit get lit