Get Em Left
Yop
Come on
Guap, huh
Damn this bitch stressed me out, made me get a Breeze
My dawg in here trippin' in the party, they done made us leave
Treat dog like a pussy, chase him with a beam
Said that nice guys finish last, but all my niggas mean
Yeah we comin' for the top spot
Hit the button, make him disconnect like a
Hotspot
Catch that one nigga out, get his top dropped
Flash on this bitch like a camera, get an opp cropped
G-man in my PSD, fuck a lockbox
Caught a nigga dancin' with his chop, made him pop lock
Yo man's never in the field, he on opp watch
Chop hit him, turned his oversized into a crop
Top
Hold on, get him left, get him left
If you lookin' for yo mans, he in the box to the left
Brother think he Curry, shoot the three just like Steph
Fat woods really punchin', got me runnin' out of breath
Don't be around these niggas, I just kick it by myself
I don't work at Walmart, I'm puttin' niggas on the shelf
Why you hating, heard that's bad for your health
Big bag like I'm Santa, yo shit small like an elf
Hold on
Never need a crowd, get lit by myself
Fuckin' with an opp bitch, I'm finna line myself
Told her I cannot be with her, I'm tryna find myself
How fast can I touch a 10, I'm finna time myself
Bitch, I'm used to takin' drugs, too much pain I felt
Woke up, forgot I dyed my hair, almost sprayed myself
I can never be like you, cause I don't hate myself
I ain't really tryna shit on niggas, I'm finna make myself
I don't play FarmVille, I be chasin' chicken Really I been workin' on my craft, tryna stay consistent
Nigga, if you don't got my guap, you finna come up missin
Lil bro always sack chasin', so he come up blitzin
Worried bout who in my phone, had to block her digits
She gon' get her feelings hurtin', better mind yo business
I ain't tryna have no baby shorty, I ain't kidding
Gang cold with this rap shit, but them niggas spinning
Trippin' on this beat, almost fell and shit
I got loud bows on me, nigga you can smell this shit
Put my dawg to the test, he almost failed that shit
Long live PopZ, swear he only used Zelle and shit
Free my nigga Deedo, yeah they got him in that cell and shit
How you say you moved the bag? You ain't sellin' shit
Got a nigga shook when he seen me, he was pale as shit
Tired of niggas actin' like they tough, but be frail as shit
Hold on, get him left, get him left
If you lookin' for yo mans, he in the box to the left
Brother think he Curry, shoot the three, just like Steph
Fat woods really punchin', got me runnin' out of breath
Hold on, get him left, get him left
If you lookin' for yo mans, he in the box to the left
Brother think he Curry, shoot the three, just like Steph
Fat woods really punchin', got me runnin' out of breath
Guap
Come on
Guap, huh
Damn this bitch stressed me out, made me get a Breeze
My dawg in here trippin' in the party, they done made us leave
Treat dog like a pussy, chase him with a beam
Said that nice guys finish last, but all my niggas mean
Yeah we comin' for the top spot
Hit the button, make him disconnect like a
Hotspot
Catch that one nigga out, get his top dropped
Flash on this bitch like a camera, get an opp cropped
G-man in my PSD, fuck a lockbox
Caught a nigga dancin' with his chop, made him pop lock
Yo man's never in the field, he on opp watch
Chop hit him, turned his oversized into a crop
Top
Hold on, get him left, get him left
If you lookin' for yo mans, he in the box to the left
Brother think he Curry, shoot the three just like Steph
Fat woods really punchin', got me runnin' out of breath
Don't be around these niggas, I just kick it by myself
I don't work at Walmart, I'm puttin' niggas on the shelf
Why you hating, heard that's bad for your health
Big bag like I'm Santa, yo shit small like an elf
Hold on
Never need a crowd, get lit by myself
Fuckin' with an opp bitch, I'm finna line myself
Told her I cannot be with her, I'm tryna find myself
How fast can I touch a 10, I'm finna time myself
Bitch, I'm used to takin' drugs, too much pain I felt
Woke up, forgot I dyed my hair, almost sprayed myself
I can never be like you, cause I don't hate myself
I ain't really tryna shit on niggas, I'm finna make myself
I don't play FarmVille, I be chasin' chicken Really I been workin' on my craft, tryna stay consistent
Nigga, if you don't got my guap, you finna come up missin
Lil bro always sack chasin', so he come up blitzin
Worried bout who in my phone, had to block her digits
She gon' get her feelings hurtin', better mind yo business
I ain't tryna have no baby shorty, I ain't kidding
Gang cold with this rap shit, but them niggas spinning
Trippin' on this beat, almost fell and shit
I got loud bows on me, nigga you can smell this shit
Put my dawg to the test, he almost failed that shit
Long live PopZ, swear he only used Zelle and shit
Free my nigga Deedo, yeah they got him in that cell and shit
How you say you moved the bag? You ain't sellin' shit
Got a nigga shook when he seen me, he was pale as shit
Tired of niggas actin' like they tough, but be frail as shit
Hold on, get him left, get him left
If you lookin' for yo mans, he in the box to the left
Brother think he Curry, shoot the three, just like Steph
Fat woods really punchin', got me runnin' out of breath
Hold on, get him left, get him left
If you lookin' for yo mans, he in the box to the left
Brother think he Curry, shoot the three, just like Steph
Fat woods really punchin', got me runnin' out of breath
Guap
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Writer(s): Kj Brown
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