Guapanese

I got the Guapanese...

I'm spending the fetty
I'm getting with the cheddar
I'm dripping the sauce
Got my pockets too heavy...

I want the bread
I can't go broke
Get to the bucket
Cause I gotta score
I ain't no hoe
I think they know
Juice got the dope
It make you float
Bro got the pints
Sealed
Ready to go
I'm in her water like boat
I get the Guap then I go ghost...

Bro said be niggas talking that shit
Till they get hit
And then they quit
Vontana on the line
He said he coming with the stick
Nigga better duck everybody getting hit
Scope on the top so my nigga won't miss
I'm Thanking the lord that I'm out of the sticks
Lil Plex aye...
I had dream of Raf
I know these niggas gone hate
I'm on a roll
Just like a skate
I'm finna eat
Why you watching my plate

Niggas be pacing
I'm running
Yeah
Whats in my pocket
I got the Hunnids
Counting on Guap
Go in the store
And I buy what I want
You penny pinching
You need it
I don't
I got a profit
Bro put the beam on his head
Like a stocking
I'm telling the future
I feel like a profit
Go to the range
Test out the aim
Load up the chopper
I'm letting bang
They sharing choppers
So who is gone aim
I made a change
I'm switching the lane
You thotties be pigs
You thotties be swine
I'm in the city
I come from the 2-5

Uh

I'm with little shorty
She getting so wet
She want the pipe
Told her duck or get left
She open up
Put my foot in her neck
Slatt
Why little shorty so pressed
Started this shit
And I feel like vet
I used to ball at the rec, rec
Young nigga ball
I put that boy on the deck
Left
Your hoe a bird I know she going peck
Yeah
She watch me swerve in the whip
Yeah
She watch me swerve and I dip

Let go

Ask the little bit what she pressed for
She want me take it back
Talking bout retro
Chopper gone cough like a nigga with strep throat 6 in his shirt like his name Eric Bledsoe
Her pussy pink
So I nicknamed her Pepto
Damn
I was the nigga
You slept on...



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Writer(s): Jajuan Rogers
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