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jay williz - guap lyrics

[verse 1]

it’s time to get it jumping (woop)
sh-t, you don’t mean nothing
just do what you go to do
at the end of the day i’m puffing
a fat ol’ backwood
relax i’m that good (yeah)
back to back slapping
you backstabbing the hood
mother f-ckers thinking they can come and beat me?
how? (how sway)
i got more albums than you have wins
that’s 3 times now
i got this b-tch pumped up
f-ck you mean?
we came to touch that green
so break it down and roll it
puff that loud, i’m on it
i’m doing 80 in a 45 trying to drive
why the f-ck this cop up in my mirror all flashing his lights (woo woo woo)
sir i just came from the studio, i put in the work
smelling like henny with a bunch of weed just chilling on my shirt (f-ck)
the homies back at the crib waiting to hear some new sh-t (yeah)
while i’m just stuck on the 101, this a f-cking nuisance (d-mn)
the f-ck you doing, you cut me off. are you down to brawl?
sorry that isn’t me talking homie its the alcohol, d-mn

[chorus]

see i’m just trying to get a bag
all these mother f-ckers in my area be talking trash, nah
i tell ’em “stop it, you mad.”
i get it
you popping a mag while i’m stomping a track
man i just

[post-chorus]

[verse 2]
man, i’m a f-cking tyrant (facts)
hold up
better be careful man…
come back me up…
crazier than i am (holy sh-t)
don’t get it twisted
that doesn’t mean i won’t rise against
just means i got better sh-t to do than to go and fight a kid (come on)
but look who’s coming up again
got me hovering
show me love in every city d-mn
man i’m loving it (yeah)
the last one to do this sh-t, f-cking hooligan
b-tch you got me f-cked up if you thinking we ain’t do this man
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
so relax linger
this is a party get at me sir
if you trying to get f-cked up off of these blunts the size of shaq’s fingers (*inhale*)
man we got whatever you needing just believe it
from weed to studio time just name a price and we’ll be even
god d-mn (name a price)
and i been on a roll just trying to do this sh-t (god d-mn)
in that 300 just skirting up in this b-tch (god d-mn)
the f-ck you thinking we never been with the sh-t (god d-mn)
you ain’t heard of williz? get with the buisness
(god, d-mn)

[chorus]

see i’m just trying to get a bag
all these mother f-ckers in my area be talking trash, nah
i tell ’em “stop it, you mad.”
i get it
you popping a mag while i’m stomping a track
man i just

[post-chorus]

i just get the guap, get the guap
it’ll never stop
get the – get the glock
hear the pop while i’m on the block
get the – get the guap
get the guap
get the – get the guap
get the – get the guap
get the guap, guap, guap, guap
i just get the guap, get the guap
it’ll never stop
get the – get the glock
hear the pop while i’m on the block
get the – get the guap
get the guap
get the – get the guap
get the – get the guap
get the guap, guap, guap, guap

- jay williz lyrics

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