Domosaurus_rex - Guapanese

Gotta lotta bands, trees from overseas
Countin all the moolah, while I'm burning down these P's
You ain't getting money? then stop talking please
I don't understand all I speak is Guapaneese
All I speak is Guap, Yeah that Guapaneese
Countin all the moolah while I'm burnin down these P's
If you ain't getting money, then stop talking please
I don't understand all I speak is Guapaneese
Yeah I think I'm perfect
Cell with 8 & 17
Counting bands while I'm sleeping that's a
Million dollar dream
Life be so exciting they should put it on the screen
Living out a movie I'm the star in every scene
Woah watch as I thumb through a rack
Foreign paper mixed all in my stack
Smoking that purple I'm talkin lilac
And I stay the tree so call me lumberjack
Watch just how I get this cash it's astounding
Paper cuts all over I'm my own accounting
You gone miss the shot, Kevin Love I'm rebounding
Beat her up, your lil thot she took a poundin
All my diamonds icy, something like a carrot cake
White boy rich, but I ain't ever caught a tax break

Written by:
Dominic Neglio

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