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guapo - change lanes (goyard) lyrics

[intro]
(it’s raw when you need cash only)
yeah, uh

[verse 1]
i still find my drugs inside this goyard
wide+body ‘cat thick as f+ck, take up both lanes, i pull up bogart
guap get fresh as f+ck, b+tch, i’m flyer than the coast guard
you ain’t make enough, need to go apply for four jobs
they cakin’ up while i’m sittin’ back gettin’ racks, don’t spend, i’m savin’ up
them hoes ain’t f+ck when i was broke, they goin’ now ’cause i candied up (yeah)
i’m still the same n+gga, got change, but i won’t change, n+gga
don’t say i changed ’cause you ain’t thug out through the rain with us (yeah)
i’m worth a mil’ ticket, i’m still ridin’ with gravediggers
codeine in baby bottles, i ain’t never had no babysitter (uh)
it’s a n+gga that i been tryna stretch, but i keep f+ckin’ missin’ (yеah)
send a b+tch ’cause he think with his d+ck, pull up, lеt chopper kiss him
send a b+tch to drive these k packs ‘cross the state, i told her drive these skittles
feel like my partners hatin’ on me, every day, this sh+t get weirder
since i was young, i taught myself to trust my intuition (yeah)
long as i got my mama kids, know they ain’t gon’ do no switchin’ (yeah)
long as i got these drugs, boot up and go to a new dimension
stay with the switches just in case i sense some bad intentions
hoes icky vicky, when i’m stickin’, gotta wrap the jimmy
i’m denim drippin’, used to steal clothes out of jcpenney
balenciaga fetish, marni slippers with the marni sweaters
i’m searchin’ for the yellow, i’m hotheaded, codeine keep my level (uh)
i just paid thirteen for pounds of ‘za and it’s called billy kimber (uh)
i just hit this bad+ass model b+tch, she look like billie eilish
uh, my ese program keys, he sn+tchin’ wide+bodies and trxs
[verse 2]
uh
b+tch, i keep my stick in traffic, rob his ass, we do him nasty
at first, this drank was light and then i changed the skin like michael jackson
we don’t know you, then we taxin’, keep it on me, i ain’t lackin’
i don’t miss, i shoot this fn, teach you how to work the plastic
if i pay your rent, b+tch, you better eat this d+ck without me askin’
if i buy you somethin’, b+tch, you better bend it back just like gymnastics
ain’t know the b+tch was freaky ’til she linked up with me and she got nasty
i got p’s, i’m really trappin’, what you need? just come and grab it
got too much ice, i need a snowboard, ridin’ d, that’s what your ho for
catch the opps, run down with chops, we shake ’em down and pull they ho card
i pop percs, i don’t pop no bars, in my bag, i’m in my goyard
i be spazzin’, lil’ guap so hard, turnt up, i got the pape’ to show for it

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