Guapanese Songtext
My pockets need Ozempic 'cause they just so fuckin’ fat
I could never smoke a opp, I don't like that mid pack
Bro, tell him drop the act, he is not a Chris Pratt
She said we gotta talk, nah I only speak
Racks, and guapanese, guapanese
I got two straps, bitch, I'm Siamese
I got two acts like I’m Miley C
So fuck ya lean, we get violent, violin
I told 'em karma is a bitch, I pulled up, fucked on Jojo Siwa
I could never smoke a opp, I don't like that mid pack
Bro, tell him drop the act, he is not a Chris Pratt
She said we gotta talk, nah I only speak
Racks, and guapanese, guapanese
I got two straps, bitch, I'm Siamese
I got two acts like I’m Miley C
So fuck ya lean, we get violent, violin
I told 'em karma is a bitch, I pulled up, fucked on Jojo Siwa
See the money we been makin', turn that boy to cheerleader
See the way that bitch twitchin' you would think He had a seizure
And the way that stick kickin', you would think that I'm a streamer (But I'm not, yeah)
Never needed nothin', here from nobody at all, yeah
Money metamorphic, started small and made it tall, yeah
Peepin’ what they sayin’, they be prayin' that I fall, yeah
Bro just know that when I blow up, it’s gon' be yo' fuckin' fault, yeah
You not gang, nah pussy, you are not, yeah
All this pressure how I know I’m 'bouta pop, yeah
I'ma paint this bitch one time like Basquiat, yeah
I seen my future in this mirror, let it drop, yeah
My pockets need Ozempic 'cause they just so fuckin' fat
I could never smoke a opp, I don't like that mid pack
Bro, tell him drop the act, he is not a Chris Pratt
She said we gotta talk, nah I only speak
Racks, and guapanese, guapanese
I got two straps, bitch, I'm Siamese
I got two acts like I'm Miley C So fuck ya lean, we get violent, violin
See the way that bitch twitchin' you would think He had a seizure
And the way that stick kickin', you would think that I'm a streamer (But I'm not, yeah)
Never needed nothin', here from nobody at all, yeah
Money metamorphic, started small and made it tall, yeah
Peepin’ what they sayin’, they be prayin' that I fall, yeah
Bro just know that when I blow up, it’s gon' be yo' fuckin' fault, yeah
You not gang, nah pussy, you are not, yeah
All this pressure how I know I’m 'bouta pop, yeah
I'ma paint this bitch one time like Basquiat, yeah
I seen my future in this mirror, let it drop, yeah
My pockets need Ozempic 'cause they just so fuckin' fat
I could never smoke a opp, I don't like that mid pack
Bro, tell him drop the act, he is not a Chris Pratt
She said we gotta talk, nah I only speak
Racks, and guapanese, guapanese
I got two straps, bitch, I'm Siamese
I got two acts like I'm Miley C So fuck ya lean, we get violent, violin
