Paroles Guapanese 3 par Xhris2Eazy

Y'all better come correct
Y'all gotta show respect

You gotta go harder than that
Oh you goin' that harder than that?

That sh*t ain’t the truth And i can actess
I’m smoking this gas i don't feel no stress

I took me a tab now im booted as sh*t
So high I’m seein buddha and sh*t

Damn xhris, you finna do it again?

Wake up in the morning, i know that I’m blessed
You talking real tough, boy say it with your chest

Do it this sh*t everyday cause i gotta get it right
Roll another blunt now my mind alright

Imma roll one more now im finna hand glide
Hit my call dance call it cha cha slide

Shout out to seepy cuz that be my guy
I got nothing to loose, so why would i lie?
They coming to me, they some birds flockin'
I know you b*t*h, that’s why u slackin'

Sh*t gettin real, sh*t gettin heavy
Life moving fast, i ain't stayin steady

I’m dancin on icе, Wayne Gretzky
My b*t*h a** fat, my b*t*h husky

I’m tryna f**k on her and hеr auntie
10K on a song, That’s a bad performance

My pockets got fat, yes they got enourmous
Run to the bag, ain't no f**king tortoise

Hulk slam on a opp I’m Randy Orton
I’m riding the boat, she watersportin'

My drip look like fgnfnitin
I don't f**k with fgnfnitin

I don't f**k with Papa Johns either
She call me the king, she kissing my sneakers

I drip way harder than Rick Flair
I like yeezy boosts, i got two pairs
I made some bread in my underwear
Me and seepy in the SEB lair

More fresh than prince of bel-air
I call the shots, I’m the papa bear

My fit look fresh it came out a package
They said that I’m angry, i got lots of baggage

When i get up i want louis v luggage
Brought the b*t*h over, you know that we f**kin'

Brought the b*t*h over, you know that she suckin'
Tryna get rich, i ain’t working for nothing

Guapanese, guapanese, all that I’m talking
SEB thottie, she stay out in London

I been up for nights, so i better get something
Tryna act hard, but i know that he bluffin'

Came to the crib and she giving me suction
Talking to god, I be counting my blessings

She tryna get freaky, she pucker her lips
She tryna get freaky, she all on my d**k
I could end your career if i make a diss
But I’m sitting back, I'mma smoke my spliff

I can't fall off, i can't be lackin'
I gotta get right, my plans in action

Just a Few more years till i get a Aston
Talking about the trap, but i know he a actor

SEB goin' up like a ladder
Don’t be mad cuz my pockets got fatter

If you come to the crib don’t be touchin my stuff
Gettin high, gettin fat, got a gut

With the So Evil Boyz posted up in the cut
I like her cause she got a big b***

I like the b*t*h cuz she got big t**s
Brought her to the Telly let’s go the ritz

Know the real you, so don’t try to diss
And I’m too locked in, so i cannot miss

I came to the crib and I’m like "Hey miss"
You gotta come and suck this d**k

Shawty came through and she clean my sh*t
I’ll kill myself if i don’t get rich

I’d kill myself if i was like you

She cleaning me up, she my lil vacuum
Bro got the silencer it go pew pew

She treat me right, she be cookin' my meals
She got busted a** feet, she got busted a** wheels

I knew he a rat, i knew he gon' squeal
They ain't ask me nothing, ain’t ask how i feel

Imma keep working, till i get a deal
I charge a lot, it’s a deal or no deal

Like Donald Trump, it’s the art of the deal
I drip harder than a navy seal

See how I’m coming, you know the deal
Call me superman, cause I’m made of steel

I don’t care what you say, i don’t care how you feel
You stealin' my sauce, imma keep it real

I made some bread, and i screamed let’s gooo

Like soccer, b*t*h i just scored a goal
She said I’m cute, she be suckin' my toes

I be smokin za, and I’m blowin o's
I ain't tryna f**k, so i gotta go

Hunnid hoes on my d**k, treat me like the pope
Tie you up on a bridge and cut the rope

Tie his a** up, throw 'em off a boat
Why they sleepin on me, i don’t even know