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letra de guap - j $tash

[hook] (x2)
i just like to flex
i just get the guap
running up a check, i’ma drop the top
baby gimme neck, you know i want some top
you ain’t tryna f-ck, then baby don’t just stop

[verse 1: j $tash]
flipping and getting the work
sipping protein with the syrup
look at my givenchy shirt
what that n-gg- talking ’bout
shoot that n-gg- where it hurts
getting paid like the first
i did all that sh-t first
i be feeling like i’m cursed
i’ma take it till i make it
i ain’t going out like sp-ce ghost, b-tch
money bring you all the power
i do not hang with cowards
i just came out of broward
my lil’ hoe like to travel
my new crib like a castle
f-ck ya’ b-tch with no h-ssle
d-mn j, why you did it to ’em you an -sshole
i took that b-tch, out ya’ head cause i can tell that lil’ b-tch was a hand full
chuck the b-tch out and get it
everyday i got all my ears expensive
foreign whip it ain’t rented
no tint [?]
get lean out in texas
big booty b-tch, named alexis
eh, my d-ck up for [?]
hold up, diamonds looking precious
flexing out the drop, and it ain’t got no top
i’m serving, swerving all day gotta get the guap
i hit a stain on my plug took some right out the tire
i told her i ain’t tryna f-ck tonight, i want some top

[hook] (x2)
i just like to flex
i just get the guap
running up a check, i’ma drop the top
baby gimme neck, you know i want some top
you ain’t tryna f-ck, then baby then baby don’t just stop

[verse 2: rizoo rizoo]
i be getting all of the guap
i still run from the cops
dope all in my socks
i just bought my b-tch a fox
my shoes come with [?]
i just pulled off the lot
i rock the sh-t that you not
raf simon shoes, yeah it cost me a lot
i’m what it is, so f-ck what the cost
i’m dripping flavor, i’m spilling sauce
in the strip club and she bouncing it on me
blue hundreds and you know that they [?]
n-gg-s is phony, this forty is on me
my diamonds is gloom
sauce, eh yah, these n-gg-s can’t hold me
i got a bad b-tch, she so magic
she get on top me, i don’t want her to stop
i think he mad, i took his b-tch out of his drop
i know that he hot
i smoke that gas by the crop
i put that lean on the rocks
heard your last song, yeah it flop
you is not dripping so stop
i send shooters to the houses
i do talks with the bosses
[?] to get it bsck
i’m in the audi, j $tash in the jag
two hundred all on the dash
goyard belt, supreme bags
sauced up, i’m getting cash
rizoo turn up on a hater
i was broke now i’m getting that paper

[hook] (x2)
i just like to flex
i just get the guap
running up a check, i’ma drop the top
baby gimme neck, you know i want some top
you ain’t tryna f-ck, then baby then baby don’t just stop

- j tash

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