Guapie (feat. BLCK)
Straight to that money I'm counting that guap
Bussing a trap bitch I do it a lot
Shawty gave me giraffe, I ain't want the box
Up in the stu I be making it hot
Serving them fiends I be all on the block
these niggas keep bitching ain't hearing it
They sound like my bitch on her period
Why they be acting like hoes I'm just curious
Just look at the jeans you can tell they Amiri's
I ran it up made em' curious
I see a goat when I look in the mirror
431 nigga I pull up in a chariot
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Young boss nigga I do what I want
Za-za pack when I roll my blunts
Trying to run that shit for me and my dogs
Trying to stack that cheese like a pyramid
Gotta walk my dog his name Milo
Hit the plug for the re-up when the stash get low
Gas got me dizzy I be seeing stars (gas)
That bitch took a trip and it sent her to Mars
Young nigga tripping off Ritalin
All on my grind I'm gonna get it in
Member days it was hot, all I had was a ceiling fan
I ain't gon trip bout a bitch I ain't getting mad
They gonna pick and choose how they want have at it
All these hos want is a nigga with status
Since I was born always been above average
No this ain't random
Keep that fire so I just don't panic
Can't swim so I drown in that pussy titanic
That head was so crazy it made me go manic
Watch me, go to work
Niggas be flexing they bitches I hit them first
He want the smoke well I guess he can say the word
The chopper gon bus and return him right to the dirt
And I been that nigga if you ain't heard
They just be feeling the vibes
Smoking gelato I'm getting so high
We just living the life that these niggas desire
Straight to that money I'm counting that guap
Bussing a trap bitch I do it a lot
Shawty gave me giraffe, I ain't want the box
Up in the stu I be making it hot
Serving them fiends I be all on the block
these niggas keep bitching ain't hearing it
They sound like my bitch on her period
Why they be acting like hoes I'm just curious
Just look at the jeans you can tell they Amiri's
I ran it up made em' curious
I see a goat when I look in the mirror
431 nigga I pull up in a chariot
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Young boss nigga I do what I want
Za-za pack when I roll my blunts
Trying to run that shit for me and my dogs
Say little bitch
Why you on my top
Get off my dickWe pop another perc or two and get it lit
I'm never switching sides
I stay down with the clique
I like the white gold and them VVs on my wrist bitch
Getting hella bands like
Then I do my dance like
I flip it when it land like
I only got one chance like
Then we do it all again
She see the blues bussing out my jeans
When I pop a perky she say I get mean
I don't know what she mean
Straight to that money I'm counting that guap
Bussing a trap bitch I do it a lot
Shawty gave me giraffe, I ain't want the box
Up in the stu I be making it hot
Serving them fiends I be all on the block
These niggas keep bitching ain't hearing it
They sound like my bitch on her period
Why they be acting like hoes I'm just curious
Just look at the jeans you can tell they Amiri's
I ran it up made em' curious
I see a goat when I look in the mirror
431 nigga I pull up in a chariot
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Young boss nigga I do what I want
Za-za pack when I roll my blunts
Trying to run that shit for me and my dogs
Bussing a trap bitch I do it a lot
Shawty gave me giraffe, I ain't want the box
Up in the stu I be making it hot
Serving them fiends I be all on the block
these niggas keep bitching ain't hearing it
They sound like my bitch on her period
Why they be acting like hoes I'm just curious
Just look at the jeans you can tell they Amiri's
I ran it up made em' curious
I see a goat when I look in the mirror
431 nigga I pull up in a chariot
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Young boss nigga I do what I want
Za-za pack when I roll my blunts
Trying to run that shit for me and my dogs
Trying to stack that cheese like a pyramid
Gotta walk my dog his name Milo
Hit the plug for the re-up when the stash get low
Gas got me dizzy I be seeing stars (gas)
That bitch took a trip and it sent her to Mars
Young nigga tripping off Ritalin
All on my grind I'm gonna get it in
Member days it was hot, all I had was a ceiling fan
I ain't gon trip bout a bitch I ain't getting mad
They gonna pick and choose how they want have at it
All these hos want is a nigga with status
Since I was born always been above average
No this ain't random
Keep that fire so I just don't panic
Can't swim so I drown in that pussy titanic
That head was so crazy it made me go manic
Watch me, go to work
Niggas be flexing they bitches I hit them first
He want the smoke well I guess he can say the word
The chopper gon bus and return him right to the dirt
And I been that nigga if you ain't heard
They just be feeling the vibes
Smoking gelato I'm getting so high
We just living the life that these niggas desire
Straight to that money I'm counting that guap
Bussing a trap bitch I do it a lot
Shawty gave me giraffe, I ain't want the box
Up in the stu I be making it hot
Serving them fiends I be all on the block
these niggas keep bitching ain't hearing it
They sound like my bitch on her period
Why they be acting like hoes I'm just curious
Just look at the jeans you can tell they Amiri's
I ran it up made em' curious
I see a goat when I look in the mirror
431 nigga I pull up in a chariot
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Young boss nigga I do what I want
Za-za pack when I roll my blunts
Trying to run that shit for me and my dogs
Say little bitch
Why you on my top
Get off my dickWe pop another perc or two and get it lit
I'm never switching sides
I stay down with the clique
I like the white gold and them VVs on my wrist bitch
Getting hella bands like
Then I do my dance like
I flip it when it land like
I only got one chance like
Then we do it all again
She see the blues bussing out my jeans
When I pop a perky she say I get mean
I don't know what she mean
Straight to that money I'm counting that guap
Bussing a trap bitch I do it a lot
Shawty gave me giraffe, I ain't want the box
Up in the stu I be making it hot
Serving them fiends I be all on the block
These niggas keep bitching ain't hearing it
They sound like my bitch on her period
Why they be acting like hoes I'm just curious
Just look at the jeans you can tell they Amiri's
I ran it up made em' curious
I see a goat when I look in the mirror
431 nigga I pull up in a chariot
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Young boss nigga I do what I want
Za-za pack when I roll my blunts
Trying to run that shit for me and my dogs
Credits
Writer(s): Alim Karim Kamara, Niels Rosenburg, Nayo Walters
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