guap 2

$upreme, you're a bitch

We bringing smoke to yo' home (Paow)
That boy standing still like a gnome (Ayy, tsaha)
My bitch counting racks (Pew), I hit from the back (Pew)
She leaves smelling like my cologne (Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)
Get money and stacks, and that's facts (Yeah)
Got a new bitch, she bad (Ayy, sheesh)
I'm in a new whip, it's a Jag' (Skrrt, skrrt)
And I fuck with no opps, and we hit 'em like tag (Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)
We bringing smoke to yo' home (Paow)
That boy standing still like a gnome (Tsaha)
My bitch counting racks (Pew), I hit from the back (Pew)
She leaves smelling like my cologne (Yeah)
Get money and stacks, and that's facts (Yeah)
Got a new bitch, she bad (Sheesh)
I'm in a new whip, it's a Jag' (Skrrt, skrrt)
And I fuck with no opps, and we hit 'em like tag (Skrr, grr, paow)

She wanna slop it, this choppa on top it
I don't need no girl with no dad 'cause that's toxic (Tsaha)
Got [?], diverse with the options
She tryna be slick but she wan' let me pop it (Ayy, paow, paow, paow)
New house, new crib, bro got rich (Sh, sh)
Might drift my Benz, my drive no keys
Baby king, I be all up in the mosh pit (Wait)
All my shawties watch this (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Do what I say, I be calling her a "Bop It"

Yeah, I be all up in the mosh pit, bitch, just spent 10K, just check my fit
One opp in the sky if he ever talk shit
You wanna throw it down but you never use fists (Ayy, ayy)
These thots, they acting up and they trying for hella fucking bands
They coming in cycles (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Two, three thots, they backing, no Michael
One, two shots, my hand on my rifle (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, talking two, three thots on my dick
They tryna make the guap, but they can't, and they pissed
Making hits non-stop and they blast in the whip
In the E45 going fast in the bitch (Vroom)
Goddamn, get the opps moving mad slow
I'm big, you ain't growing like a tadpole
Check on the phone like "'Ello?"
The telephones [?] (Yeah, 'ello)
If you talking 'bout a .45 and the .9 ends
I don't got none, but I got gang in the mist (Grra)
[?] more lies, no problem, I hit it from the back
She a bad ass bitch, got a ho, she ain't busy, tryna catch up
Tryna come on yo' [?], it don't add up (Yeah, yeah)
All these old hoes showing mad love (Yeah)
When I'm in the Benz, shawty back up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Goddamn

We bringing smoke to yo' home (Paow)
That boy standing still like a gnome (Ayy, tsaha)
My bitch counting racks (Pew), I hit from the back (Pew)
She leaves smelling like my cologne (Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)
Get money and stacks, and that's facts (Yeah)
Got a new bitch, she bad (Ayy, sheesh)
I'm in a new whip, it's a Jag' (Skrrt, skrrt)
And I fuck with no opps, and we hit 'em like tag (Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)
We bringing smoke to yo' home (Paow)
That boy standing still like a gnome (Tsaha)
My bitch counting racks (Pew), I hit from the back (Pew)
She leaves smelling like my cologne (Yeah)
Get money and stacks, and that's facts (Yeah)
Got a new bitch, she bad (Sheesh)
I'm in a new whip, it's a Jag' (Skrrt, skrrt)
And I fuck with no opps, and we hit 'em like tag (Skrr, grr, paow, skrr, grr, paow, skrr, grr, paow)