Willie Junior Maxwell II, 30, whose stage name is Fetty Wap, rose to rapper fame with the hit song Trap Queen. To give you a small taste of Fetty's wapping abilities, the lyrics to the song are:
Remy Boyz, yeah
1738, ayy
I'm like, "hey, what's up, hello"
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to whip it, now she remix it for low
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
We be counting up, watch how far them bands go
We just set a goal, talking matching lambos
At 56 a gram, 5 a hundred grams though
Man, I swear I love her how she work that damn pole
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
In love with the money, I ain't never letting go
And I get high with my baby (my baby)
I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
And I can ride with my baby (my baby)
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
And I can ride with my baby
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies
I'm like, "Hey, what's up? Hello"
I hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
I just might snatch up a 'Rari and buy my boo a Lamb'
I might just snatch her a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
She ain't wantin' for nothin' because I got her everything
It's Big ZooWap from the bando, remind me where I can't go
Remy Boyz got the stamp though, count up hella them bands though
Boy, how far can your bands go?
Fetty Wap, I'm living fifty thousand K, how I stand tho
If you checking for my pockets, I'm like
And I get high with my baby (my baby)
I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
And I can ride with my baby (my baby)
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
And I can ride with my baby (my baby)
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
And I can ride with my baby (my baby)
I be in the kitchen cooking pies
I'm like, "hey, what's up, hello"
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to whip it, now she remix it for low
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
We be counting up, watch how far them bands go
We just set a goal, talking matching lambos
At 56 a gram, 5 a hundred grams though
Man, I swear I love her how she work that damn pole
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
In love with the money, I ain't never letting go
I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods what I roll
Remy Boy Fetty eating shit up, that's fasho
I'll run in your house, then I'll fuck your ho
Re-Remy Boyz or nothin', Re-Re-Remy Boyz or nothin', yeah
Yeah, you hear my boy
Soundin' like a zillion bucks on the track
I got whatever on my boy, whatever
Put your money where your mouth is
Money on the wood make the game go good
Money out of sight cause fights
Put up or shut up, huh?
Nitt Da Gritt, huh, RGF Productions
Squad
According to the Urban Dictionary, 1738, is “A term used by rapper Fetty Wap in his song 'Trap Queen' to represent his squad in New Jersey: the Remy Boyz 1738. The Remy Boyz named themselves after a cognac liquor which they claim to be the finest: the Rémy Martin 1738.”
Yes, he's like what's up and what's up is that Mr. Wap got arrested Friday afternoon at Newark Liberty Airport on an outstanding warrant. Can you believe it?
The police nabbed him around 1:40 p.m. when they were alerted after an ankle monitor notification showed that he had an active warrant out of North Bergen, New Jersey, according to Port Authority spokesman Rudolph King told the New York Post.
He was wearing a full-cover mask to prevent being told to wear a mask, a green sweatshirt, green joggers and white sneakers when he was busted.
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As predicted, "[H]e was released on bail. No bail amount listed. And no mugshot,” the spokesperson said.
The warrant was for public nuisance. It wasn’t immediately clear what the charge stems from but the lyrics to Trap Queen might give us some insight into his thinking.
Fetty has been subject to a GPS monitor since the start of November as one of his conditions of his release on federal drug trafficking charges. He was arrested on October 28th at Citi Field on allegations that he ran a coast-to-coast cocaine and heroin trafficking scheme as a “kilogram-level re-distributor.”
I west my case.
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