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guapo & young xak - trouble lyrics

verse 1:
call me b.lou gucci snakes on my sweater
u doin good but i’m doin better
run to the money i’m chasin this cheddar
i’m from h-town so it’s lean in my bladder
i’m smoking gas boy this sh-t is next level
i got yo b-tch yea she all on my d-ck
she play wit my meet like a mf shevel
put out the heater it’s hot like the devil
ice on my neck b-tch it’s cold like a puddle
if i shoot em just know u in trouble (2x)

hook:
trouble
trouble
make em fold up like a huddle
i got sum shooters won’t touch you
played wit yo b-tch we can call this sum trouble
trouble
trouble
i won’t shoot won’t move a muscle
if i say shoot em just know u in trouble

verse 2:
look at me n-gga we finally made it
i feel like j.cole all these n-ggas been hating
dat b-tch wanna f-ck but that b-tch she outdated
gas got me trippin lil b-tch yea i’m faded
only a few friends it feel like we related
when i start eating just know they gon make it
pulled up on his block and his -ss started shaking
he still wanna talk show the k then i spray it

guapo:
no n-gga helped me now they wanna kick it
she ain’t my b-tch why she up on my business
yeah i was just 10 when a n-gga was stealing
she called me bum now she wanting my digits
look at the face on my wrist i be shining
shoot em 2 time in his car perfect timin
say u got bodies on gawd you be lying
smoking this pressure my body be flyin
i just left houston we flying to cali
f-ck all them n-ggas my team flying private
verse be cold got me changin the climate
f-ck with the murda we strapped like we dykin
i was just thuggin he caught my attention
he tried to talk but just know we ain’t let em
i was locked up i was writing them letters
we at yo door we ain’t working for fed ex
yeh
yeh
we at yo door we ain’t working for fed ex

- guapo young xak lyrics

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