Guwop (feat. Quavo, Offset and Young Scooter)

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I done put 20 up under the Sig...
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 I done put 20 Inside the Sig
 I pull up on you and pop at your kid
 I pull up your block and pop at your wig
 I hopped out the Coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch
 Since I was a youngin', I been gettin' dough
 I came right back in and I turn up the show
 I want 'em Xans, they get me off
 I put the V neck on my team, yeah
 I dig everythin that you sayin'
 I dig everythin' that you doin', too
 I dig the way that you look at me
 You dig the way that I look at you
 I just wanna grab on your butt, but
 The seat in the Benz, the Chanel Clutch
 The FN give him a haircut
 I roll up a seven of John Dutch
 That big booty bounce on the dick and it broke
 I don't gotta act like a gangsta and she know
 My Backwood look like a pole
 My Backwood look like a pole
 I see 'em clouds of the smoke
 I'mma blow pounds of the smoke
 Pardon me, pardon my soul
 I crack a smile for them folks
 Niggas they eatin' in broad day
 In that hoe mouth like a Colgate
 Keepin' that cold case, God, please give me that cold case
 I don't want new friends, forgive me for all of my sins
 I don't wanna think about losin', all I wanna do is win win
 I done put 20 inside the Sig
 I pull up on you and pop at your kid
 I pull up your block and pop at your wig
 I hopped out the Coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch
 Since I was a youngin', I been gettin' dough
 I came right back in and I turn up the show
 I want 'em Xans, they get me off
 I put the V neck on my team, yeah
 Without the radio, it's 20 a show and that's fasho
 I need that bacon, bitch, we buyin' dope, that's how it go
 Black Amigos, bout the Freebandz
 That 44., I could cook the dope with no stove
 Pot on the floor
 Pull up in that coupe shit, nigga like damn, where the roof went?
 In the streets, they call me Jay Z, cause bitch, I got the blueprint
 No nigga, I don't want no old hunnids, you know I want 'em blue strips
 And I can't fuck you old hoes, I'm ballin' with my new bitch
 Yeah
 You dig that? 200,000 worth of chain and that's a fact
 Got my name in this rap game by sellin' crack
 Rest in peace to OG Double D, you dig that, slime!
 I done put 20 inside the Sig
 I pull up on you and pop at your kid
 I pull up your block and pop at your wig
 I hopped out the Coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch
 Since I was a youngin' I been gettin' dough
 I came right back in and I turn up the show
 I want 'em Xans, they get me off
 I put the V neck on my team, yeah
 Shoot out the Coupe
 Shoot out the roof
 Pull up and smash on her
 We don't got to put a bag on her
 I took your hoe, ya dig?
 I told a hoe to sit
 Had big bells, midgets
 Now you can say I got millions
 Swam with the sharks, water
 You be law and order
 I be gettin' money every mornin': Tom Joyner
 I heard you gettin' money, but you payin' em niggas extortin' ya
 You pay for your fame and fortune
 You pay for your fame and fortune
 I am the plug, cordless
 Pull up with blazers, Portland
 I pay the neighbors to pick up the dope on they porches
 I came from nickel, I came from nickels
 My niggas don't know you, we don't fuck with you
 Ive been in the system, I've been in a pickle
 You dig me like shovels, I gotta fuck with ya
 I done put 20 inside the Sig
 I pull up on you and pop at your kid
 I pull up your block and pop at your wig
 I hopped out the Coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch
 Since I was a youngin', I been gettin' dough
 I came right back in and I turn up the show
 I want 'em Xans, they get me off
 I put the V neck on my team, yeah
 Hop in the private
 This is a Lambo, not a hybrid
 My wrist is a faucet
 Feed 'em perkies, I'm the doctor
 Draco, 100 round choppa
 She got her eyes on me like binoculars
 Count up this money, it's marvelous
 Stall the bitch, I don't call the bitch
 You better dig what I'm sayin'
 I'mma kill you and your mans
 Beat down the block like an amp
 Goin' up like a skateboard on a ramp
 Go buy a rollie and bust it
 Talkin' that tough shit
 But you know you not gon' bust shit
 Look at my fashion
 This is a Gucci rugby
 I'm trappin' and rappin'
 Still got 'em babies in custody
 My diamonds be dancin'
 Live in a mansion
 My life is lovely
 Ain't no more loyalty
 Knock your ass off
 Pay the lawyer fee
 Shit can get ugly
 I done put 20 inside the Sig
 I pull up on you and pop at your kid
 I pull up your block and pop at your wig
 I hopped out the Coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch
 Since I was a youngin', I been gettin' dough
 I came right back in and I turn up the show
 I want 'em Xans, they get me off
 I put the V neck on my team, yeah
 Pop at your bitch
 

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Duration
05:15
Tempo
142 BPM

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