GFE Guap - BEDBUGZ (FORECAST)

I got all these niggas hatin' on me since I ran up that bag nigga
He dove in that water wit' my sharks, he ain't last nigga (bitch)
Toting guns like Call Of Duty, (yeah)
This bitch came with the flash nigga (flash)
See a opp they gon' know it's me,
I ain't wearing no mask nigga (no mask nigga)
Yeah I'm out in Cali wit' my bitch counting that cash nigga (counting that cash)
Tore Magic City up by myself, changed the forecast nigga (forecast)
You ain't got no motion nigga, just tryna bite my swag nigga (bite my swag bitch)
Fuck what them hoes talking 'bout, go and get in yo bag nigga (get in yo bag bitch)
That's Givenchy my socks too, (yeah)
Bet you ain't know that nigga (bitch)
Put that bitch in Rick Owens boots, (Rick Owens)
I be popping them tags nigga (tags)
Bet this shit ain't funny now, (naw)
'Member they used to laugh nigga
Making all of this money now, (all of this money)
I can't even be sad nigga
Bet not open yo mouth,
You get put in the clouds for talking like that
And I just fucked on yo spouse
I got racks in me why I'm walking like that
And I cut them fuck niggas off
Like damn niggas ain't never had my back
20 bitches up in the estate
Ain't a regular house, this a bachelor pad
Bitch we know where you lay
We'll creep in yo house like bed bugs
You steady ridin' my wave
You just wanna look like my damn son
I'll pull up where you stay
Still on papers about that damn gun
Yo bitch fucked me & my bae,
She just wanted to get her nails done
Tryna get money like everyday,
You can't do shit without no damn funds
Put a binary on the AK
And the clip hanging out like a tampon
Niggas hate me in my state
Cause they know that I'm that damn one
And you better get away from my gang
Cause you prolly finna be our damn lunch
These niggas want my spot
Try and take it and get yo head bust
Old friends tryna come squash
Gotta know ion give no damn fuck
Yeah she hoed me now she wan' fuck
Cause she seen that we got them bands up
And security can't find my gun
Gotta compact Glock in my damn nuts
I got all these niggas hatin' on me since I ran up that bag nigga
He dove in that water wit' my sharks, he ain't last nigga (bitch)
Toting guns like Call Of Duty, (yeah)
This bitch came with the flash nigga (flash)
See a opp they gon' know it's me,
I ain't wearing no mask nigga (no mask nigga)
Yeah I'm out in Cali wit' my bitch counting that cash nigga (counting that cash)
Tore Magic City up by myself, changed the forecast nigga (forecast)
You ain't got no motion nigga, just tryna bite my swag nigga (bite my swag bitch)
Fuck what them hoes talking 'bout, go & get in yo bag nigga (get in yo bag bitch)
That's Givenchy my socks too, (yeah)
Bet you ain't know that nigga (bitch)
Put that bitch in Rick Owens boots, (Rick Owens)
I be popping them tags nigga (tags)
Bet this shit ain't funny now, (naw)
'Member they used to laugh nigga
Making all of this money now, (all of this money)
I can't even be sad nigga

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GFE Guap

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