Lyrics:
of Folgers I'm up I like it hot, like it HOT,
Can't hang wit vultures they making the spot hot, the spot hot,
We up we rolling we getting to the gwuap
(Get in yo bag nigga)
(Ooo Al)
[chorus]
Get to the gwuap
We don’t stop
We don’t slow down
My brother told me fuck them niggas pussy niggas hoes
hundred k
Bad ass bitch she give me top, I started from the bottom, yeah
I grew up, I got gwuap, now it's time to pop a bottle, yeah
Like Kim K, counting my
dat ass
(拍一下她的屁屁)
上瘾钻链磨擦声音
爱听人群喝彩
飞行高空太寒冷
得裹上羊绒毛毯
成功的轻语声
藏在点钞机开关
凑一帮废物站到我面前
不管来几个
I am like “F***!”
(我不在乎)
Counting my gwuap like damn oh yeah!
that bitch I love her when I don't
Bitch go fuck yo rose
You know Gwuap get ghost after I put on my damn clothes
I cheat on my bitch I bump J. Cole
Order
Hot as a bitch outside with a jacket on, folks think Gwuap got a damn dis-order
I'm fucking yo bitch on a mattress
Then kicking her back where she
they all been broke
Remember when I took the hit
And I had to go into court
But you know I never tell
I'm finna stack up my gwuap
I'm makin money from
they all been broke
Remember when I took the hit
And I had to go into court
But you know I never tell
Im finna stack up my gwuap
Im makin money from
the door
Let me through
I'm tryna chill
Up on them hills
Up on them hills
Open the door
Open the spot
Open the stash
Up that gwuap
Open the room
Who is them?
gwuap
Money just don't stop
Gotta new a clock
Talking bout my damn watch
If you just don't watch out
You gonna get knocked out
Now you know what I'm
like fraternity
Get that Gwuap thats a everyday
Watch me put it in the fucking safe
I got that Draco on like where Josh Ok
Give me head 7days ah week
She
gwuap
We the riches in the city
Catch you lackin' on the block
Ima up the score up in the city
Three hundred blackout got a scope
Bro got a beam
And I’m about my cream
I stay on the gwuap
Like I'm working on the clock
And this knot in my pocket
Pay you girl to give me top
She gonna bop For this band
racing
I been minding my own
I be chasing that gwuap
I'm not a skydiver imma never ever fall
I'm stacking all my money
Tryna see my money tall
Shoutout
Ricky Ross
Bitch see gwuap say I'm big ole boss
Ain't tryna fuck I juss want your mouth
Can't cuff all hoes they get around
Bitch say she a hoe, gone get
giving top together
And i'm with the bros we stacking gwuap together
You with the opps get popped together
I'm out my top hot as the Devil
(Uh)
I Said
ass energy
Bin gelangweilt von euch Fakern fucking NPCs
Ich hab Bags on me
Ich hab Stacks me
Ich hab Gwuap on me
Ich hab Flex on me
Let's go
Ich
On my way to the top
Like a bitch on my dick, never stop
On my grind and I'm chasing the gwuap
Never stop, till niggas see I'm at the top
They say they
I'm chasing the gwuap
You chasing the the fame
I don't give a fuck
I might go insane
Maybe I'm stuck
In my heart and my brain
That happens a lot
But
Yeah, yeah
Rockin' out at the show
Yo hoe want me, she front row
I get gwuap while you stay broke
Private jet fly straight to Rome
Hop in that Ghost,
don't trust these niggas
But I don't trust no nigga
We pull up, click clack whatsup
Hummer trucks and they mounted up
Thots in it, gwuap in it, weed in
ik kom aan die gwuap, want ik werk voor mijn shit, ja ik werk voor die pap
Working, hustle, sleep, repeat, Working, hustle, sleep, repeat, Working,
Startede på bunden men find mig på toppen
Datejust på håndledet kan ikke engang klokken
Flipper en gwuap så det ned og så op af
Drengene de har
gwaan do you ting ting
Opp on the block she clutch the pt and start cruising
Fuk what they chat TMO will always sling
I got some gwuap so my gadz can take
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