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guapo - young n turnt lyrics
[intro]
(i get my work from the narcos)
[verse 1: gasgang youngin]
i get up in the morning and i’m starin’, i’m lookin’ at you with three p’s on the dresser
and i look at my phone and i’m missin’ like twenty_four calls, man, this b_tch bein’ extra
i don’t care what you heard, i don’t care ’bout the rumors, in person, my n_gga, address it
i take off on the addy, can’t catch him, and the youngin, i’ll k!ll for the price, it was better
and we step on a n_gga ass, send his ass down to h_ll, nah, he can’t go up to heaven
uh, uh, if you scared, better talk to a reverend
[verse 2: guapo]
uh, catch an opp n_gga and stretch him, we send him to heavеn
and we sellin’ gas just like 7_elеven
i watch out for the neighbors, them n_ggas be tellin’
and snitches get stitches, we teach ’em a lesson
ayy, if the b_tch curve me, then she missin’ her blessing
i don’t got a heart, lil’ b_tch, i am not kevin
i got a white ho, that b_tch look just like ellen
and i keep me a roll and i keep me a weapon
[verse 3: gasgang youngin]
me and my glock side to side like the number eleven
let off thirty_two shots and my aim be so steady
i’m f_ckin’ that ho while these n_ggas be jelly
won’t beef on the internet, won’t show no pity
set them n_ggas up just like tommy off belly
got murder on my mind, b_tch, i feel like i’m melly
[verse 4: guapo]
ayy, ayy, ayy, i popped a perky, that b_tch got me sweaty
i bust down a packy, that b_tch super smelly
my n_ggas r_t_rded like ed, edd n eddy
i spread a big bun like a peanut b_tter jelly
got a b_tch from the south eat the d_ck like american deli
[verse 5: gasgang youngin]
uh, uh, uh, get in that p_ssy and punch
smokin’ exotic, backwood full of runtz
uh and these opps on my d_ck up in songs
to be honest, this lil’ n_gga really my son
and i ain’t goin’ for sh_t, n_gga reach in this b_tch and it come off a head and an arm
uh, she was hurt, gave her d_ck just to heal her
and i’m pushin’ that work like a big bodybuilder
uh, all these motherf_ckin’ p’s, i’ma lift ’em, uh
and these 7.62s, they gon’ come out the drac’, i ain’t gon’ lie, that’s a big_body k!ller
uh, and it’s either you feel us or you just gon’ k!ll us or really just learn to deal with us
uh, and i promise to get money regardless
me and guap back to back, boy, i swear we the hardest
rock out with dracos and carbons
i ain’t tryna be a lawyer, i ain’t doin’ no arguin’
[verse 6: guapo]
big_booty b_tch from new orleans
and i’m sippin’ drank, should’ve played for the oilers
ridin’ in the whip with a spoiler, ayy
and these hoes want me to spoil ’em, but i just avoid ’em
ayy, in the trap nine to five, i’m a loyal employer
if my hoes get annoying, i try to ignore ’em (yeah)
when i got the game, it didn’t come with controller
and my phone blowin’ up, might go back motorola
ayy, ayy, ayy, play with lil’ youngin, i’m poppin’ for somethin’
ran it up quick, i got l!cks and i trap like a b_tch
sold them stains, they be shoppin’ for somethin’
you got a stick, but ain’t poppin’ for nothin’
and my lil’ b_tch too thick, i be all in her guts
ayy, and 12 be all on my d_ck, if they jump ‘hind the whip
swear to god i ain’t stoppin’ for nothin’
[verse 7: gasgang youngin]
and i got the b_tch suckin’ d_ck like i paid the ho money
but on gang, i ain’t give the b_tch nothin’
and you know i’ll flash on a n_gga, might crash on a n_gga
boy, on gang, don’t push my b_tton
and you better not bring your ho with you, me and guapo gon’ get her
now the b_tch done got cropped out the picture
and you know them young n_ggas crooked, get shot just for lookin’
i came out, was thuggin’ with hoodlums
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