guapo - 556ixers lyrics
[intro]
(brad, turn that up)
[verse 1: daroobaby]
opp+ass n+gga keep playin’, okay, cool, i’ma come through, split his sh+t
clean up crew the clan, boy, you gotta be street to be in that sh+t
ayy, i smoke deadmen, i don’t give a f+ck who k!lled the b+tch
we was lurkin’ too deep, in a fast car behind tint
they don’t come outside, yeah, them boys know they in danger
these n+ggas keep shootin’ and missin’, i’m like, “boy, please get your aim up”
no, i ain’t send no disses, i’m gon’ come outside and flame somethin’
and lil’ bruh keep spinnin’, he just tryna get his name up
[verse 2: guapo & getrichzay]
ayy, 5.56s shoot like missiles, that lil’ boy got flamed up
no .223s, gon’ go through trees, that’s just some sh+t that you can’t duck
ayy, his ho bad, she from overseas, he can’t believe his b+tch got f+cked
guap done got some change and stayed the same, boy, i ain’t changin’ up
ayy, we pop out, make n+ggas tuck they chains and put the watches up
ayy, opp ho give me brain, she give me drops and then i’m poppin’ up
ayy, ayy, soon as i got my check, bought audemars paket
do a drill with vvss, i slide all in my baguettes
ayy, treat my b+tch like sh+t, but i love that ho when she give neck
ayy, all i do is flex, in my town they say that i’m next
leave shots up out this tec, i bend down your block, b+tch, you get whacked
young g.o.a.t., the youngest vet, i got stripes on my shirt like a ref’
big unc’, my lil’ neph’, i sw+ng this thirty, b+tch, i feel like steph
thought i hit his b+tch, keep that ’cause she had stanky breath
i popped another percocet, b+tch, i’m tryna take it there
boy, you don’t wan’ take it there (aight), you broke and i just can’t compare
[verse 3: getrichzay]
uh, told my n+gga since they tryna act tough, we gon’ take it there (ayy, we gon’ take it there)
got his ass (got his—), his b+tch was waitin’ at home, he ain’t even make it there (there)
i say, “fully, though” (though), flip the car (flip the car), man, these people runnin’ everywhere (man, they everywhere, aight, come on)
and i swear they won’t come outside (they won’t come outside), man, these n+ggas won’t f+ckin’ dare (man, these n+ggas won’t f+ckin’ dare)
uh, lil’ n+gga burned out cuffin’ that ho (burned out), i was just pullin’ her hair (i was just pullin’ her hair)
walk down while n+ggas sittin’ in car (walk down, walk down), pop out, f+ck is you doin’ in there? (pop out, f+ck is you doin’ in there? come on)
so many shots out the glock with the switch, got them f+ck n+ggas duckin’ when they hear the snare (f+ck n+ggas duck when they hear the snare, aight, come on)
all that cap+ass sh+t n+gga doin’ (cap), he mad ’cause his right+hand in there (f+ck n+gga mad, ha)
uh, we turn n+gga to a brand, he’ll be on the front of the shirt everywhere (front of the shirt everywhere)
swear them boys got cutters, they done opened his mind, look like we doin’ surgery in here (like we doin’ surgery in here)
uh, you’ll think my young n+gga was a magician (up with that fire), he make n+ggas disappear (he make n+ggas, aight, come on)
uh, he play with that six, got hit with that stick, now he in intensive care (icu)
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