Might be realer with me nigga
Free Guwop
We no longer miss you, yeah
I know Guwop home
We no longer miss you
Mike WiLL Made It
Dream, it's a young nigga dream, yeah
Money tall like I'm Charlie Sheen, yeah
I'm a blood but I got on blue jeans
Nigga act so tough and startin' a scene
In Blue flame, I'm the trap god
Throwing green rain
Night sky, mean chain
Pull up in a cream Range
Orange seats, orange feet
What do all that orange mean?
Old rich ass nigga I got everything
Rose gold watch, but my bottle pink gold
3 red hoes walking round in red rose
Can't stay the night I'm not the type to be on Skype
Foo' wrote me off, said that I was gone, that was a typo
Take a white girl out a trailor make her Iggy
Take a black bitch outta Magic make her Nicki
Pissy yellow Rollie, baby pissy on her feelings
My young bitches show respect they call me Mr. Millions
Brown skin chick and she love to wear purple
Her nails purple, lips purple, pussy hair purple
Big titty Amazon in my black Benz
I'm rich black man got a couple white friends
Dream, it's a young nigga dream, yeah
Money tall like I'm Charlie Sheen, yeah
I'm a blood but I got on blue jeans
Nigga act so tough and startin' a scene
In blue flame, I'm the trap god
Throwing green rain
Night sky, mean chain
Pull up in a cream Range
Orange seats, orange feet
What do all that orange mean?
Old rich ass nigga I got everything
My teeth white like a toilet tissue
Stop the captain boy you know you listen
We hit the lobby then we saw you kissing
Lil momma crazy she gon' try and kill you
I got the weed, bring the molly with you
I got the syrup, bring the Jolly Ranchers
You talk to 12 we gon off your body
You tripping boy you need some knowledge in you
Boss man from the 12/40
For the clan 12/40 please
Living good, everyday my birthday
Pockets full of money match the big cake
National bid day
Free the wop nigga, National Siblings Day
Call the dentist day
Pull up to the public, come and see the bae
Ran it up to the top
Get out and ran it back to the top
Flood your ear you neck your wrist your fingers your blood I'll hold the rock
Say Guwop home and yeah it's official
What's wrong with you, ehi
Dream, it's a young nigga dream, yeah
Money tall like I'm Charlie Sheen, yeah
I'm a blood but I got on blue jeans
Nigga act so tough and startin' a scene
In Blue flame, I'm the trap god
Throwing green rain
Night sky, mean chain
Pull up in a cream Range
Orange seats, orange feet
What do all that orange mean?
Old rich ass nigga I got everything
Big Guwop home
We no longer miss you, yeah
I know Guwop home
We no longer miss you
I get what
Ran it up to the top
Get out and ran it back to the top
Flood your ear you neck your wrist your fingers
Your blood I'll hold the rock
Say Guwop home and yeah it's official
What's wrong with you
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