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[chorus: jose guapo]
straight out up the streets, i ain’t gradguate from high school
with all these cars, a n-gg- gotta keep it cool
can’t let a n-gg- play me, my mama ain’t raised a fool
i can surve you anything, weed, dope and dog food
cause i know how to get it
cause i know how to get it

[verse 1: jose guapo]
i’m in the streets, i’m petty
do this sh-t in any city
these b-tches they with it, they treat a n-gg- like i’m diddy
packages and shipping, imma get it to you, n-gg-
i ain’t never trippin, i drink lean, i get it
b-tches shakin -ss for the cash, i ain’t mad at ‘m
magic city monday, if i see you, i throw the bag at you
you can get the brick, young guapo be a bag god
back in the trap, they like “young guapo got some bags”
i know how to get it
i know how to spend it
check the scoreboard, n-gg-, you know we winnin
and i won’t fall for it, till i get a hundred million

[chorus: jose guapo]
straight out up the streets, i ain’t gradguate from high school
with all these cars, a n-gg- gotta keep it cool
can’t let a n-gg- play me, my mama ain’t raised a fool
i can surve you anything, weed, dope and dog food
cause i know how to get it
cause i know how to get it

[verse 2: trapboy freddy]
dropped out of school, i’m the teacher
microwaving beaters, pain up in the lieder
cut her off, she leavin
givenchi on the shoes, no creeses
gucci decent, i dmv it
it’s freddy, you still got that deal?
yeah, you get thrilled
i see you made it rappin, b-tch, i’m trappin
trap feel like a mansion, ain’t no couches
raise a blade and answer
sacks and packs, i sell ‘m
from the cliff down to atlanta
say i got hit, get canseled
i’m a smooth n-gg-, no h-ssle
i’m a boss, baby, don’t answer
takin losses, sh-t happens
make it back, i’m the captain
these rappers be cappin
i was in apartments trappin, while you were rappin

[chorus: jose guapo]
straight out up the streets, i ain’t gradguate from high school
with all these cars, a n-gg- gotta keep it cool
can’t let a n-gg- play me, my mama ain’t raised a fool
i can surve you anything, weed, dope and dog food
cause i know how to get it
cause i know how to get it



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