Chetta - Guappo

Money money i want money
All this cash im flexing so hunnids Hunnids
I need money catch them slippin taking some
Burn burn im out this gotti
Feel like im space or something
Run run, don't miss my target
Hit for face with some
Artificial what they living they whole image
(They fake) call the homies
Have you miss them it could happend (Today)
Rolling woods im in my hood
Don't worry about me (Im straight)
Xanax got me focus
Im just sleepy off this drank
Feeling when im coming down off key
Keeping couple kilos around low key
I live in a trap you should come see
Meet me round back tell me what you need
Ive been triple sippin, off codeine
They do alot of talking, don't know me
Im the one who say them
They can fucking breath we are not the same
We are from a different breed
Kush in my lungs, i can feel it right now
I could front a pound
Is you coppin right now?
If not, third degree when they get hot
Get burn tryna be somebody you not, get lose
Never give a fuck
Everything i do is for the fucking guap

Written by:
Joshua Marchetta

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