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guapo - 7 days of drip lyrics
[chorus]
uh, look like elon and them, uh, i got lv on my tennis, yeah
i got ricky on my timbs, prada on my fleece and it’s on my denim
i got youngins wildin’, crashin’ for free, ain’t no chargin’, i can’t wait to send ’em
yeah, i got marni seven days of the week on my feet, now they call me a dripper
yeah, i go chrome heart seven days of the week on my feet, now they callin’ me mister
yeah, put that sh_t on, i got models and clothes, i’m a dog, just pick out the litter
gle 63, tryna tear up the streets, i got blood on the inside interior
d_mn, i crashed srt, then pulled up amg, they look at me like, “guap, is you serious?”
[verse]
know the streets need me
they just keep askin’ like, “guap, when you droppin’?” i got them folks curious
they wasn’t hearin’ me
until i had dropped a hit on they head, didn’t even fall off in a year
lean my biggest enemy
all the sh_t that i spent on the drank, could’ve went bought me a urus
yeah, in love with the wock’, i keep pourin’ the drank, i ain’t sippin’ no beer
manman first song out the feds back on right, man, this sh_t gettin’ serious
i played enough, i’m belt to ass for the rest of the year
uh, perc’ got me stuck, i’m in this b_tch movin’ like gary the snail
yeah, i cannot trust doin’ dirt with these n_ggas, i know they gon’ tell
yeah, i do it big on big on big like xxl
yeah, just hand me the sig and i’ll split his wig and send him to h_ll
if i got caught up for half of the sh_t i done did, i’d probably be somewhere in jail
free all them members, them real ones that’s locked up and boxed up and stressin’ and sh_t in that cell
[chorus]
uh, look like elon and them, uh, i got lv on my tennis, yeah
i got ricky on my timbs, prada on my fleece and it’s on my denim
i got youngins wildin’, crashin’ for free, ain’t no chargin’, i can’t wait to send ’em
yeah, i got marni seven days of the week on my feet, now they call me a dripper
yeah, i go chrome heart seven days of the week on my feet, now they callin’ me mister
yeah, put that sh_t on, i got models and clothes, i’m a dog, just pick out the litter
gle 63, tryna tear up the streets, i got blood on the inside interior
d_mn, i crashed srt, then pulled up amg, they look at me like, “guap, is you serious?”
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