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Yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah PG, yeah One time, yeah Run that back, Turbo Big Guap Watch a nigga scatter when the shots fired Catch a bad bitch and fuck her one time, yeah (Woo) Bangin' five star like Dallas (Woo) And my Crip partner got Pateks (Racks) Money real green like lettuce, yeah (Woo) Neighbor real pussy, why they tellin'? (Yeah) And you know slime bringin' big blocks (Slatt, slatt) Came from nothin', now we at the tip-top (Tip-top) With big Guap, big bags Smash off in the 'Cat, leave a mark like turd 'Bout 1'5, we'll put 'em in a hearse Young nigga shit, park the Bentley on the curb Got a big bag with a strap, no purse Playin' with gang, go'n 'head, see a nurse Yeah, I'm gettin' paper, I ain't waitin' for the first Yeah, yeah, big drip alert Letras de cancionesYeah, bitches wan' fuck on young Big Guap 'cause they know that Big Guap is havin' a check (Woo) I had to show these old niggas that young niggas was gon' go big on these vets (Woo) Got in the booth and went got me a check, and I told 'em to send it direct (Racks, racks, racks) Hightop Fendi, wearin' the shoes, watch me flex (Woo) Drop-top, and the coupe full, I got head (Woo) Glock cocked and it pop, ooh, at your neck (Woo) I got the racks in Crip blue like they Kenny Diamonds they lookin' like Pooh, yeah, they pretty Popped me a Perc' and went ooh on her titties Smokin' exotic, I'm zooted, I'm litty They didn't know what to do with the city I'ma fuck me on like two if they pretty I'ma pop me like two in a minute All on the floor, stack the racks to the ceiling (Racks, racks, racks) Racks on my gown, I spent racks on my pendant Eliantte, boy, the chain on me tennis Come off the head, I eat a dinner to send me Stick full of lead, it gon' aim at your fitted Watch a nigga scatter when the shots fired Catch a bad bitch and fuck her one time, yeah (Woo) Bangin' five star like Dallas (Woo) And my Crip partner got Pateks (Racks) Money real green like lettuce, yeah (Woo) Neighbor real pussy, why they tellin'? (Yeah) And you know slime bringin' big blocks (Slatt, slatt) Came from nothin', now we at the tip-top (Tip-top) With big Guap, big bags Smash off in the 'Cat, leave a mark like turd 'Bout 1'5, we'll put 'em in a hearse Young nigga shit, park the Bentley on the curb Got a big bag with a strap, no purse Playin' with gang, go'n 'head, see a nurse Yeah, I'm gettin' paper, I ain't waitin' for the first Yeah, yeah, big drip alert Told 'em we on our way up Fuck all the opps, if it's up then it's stuck Yeah, I pour me a deuce in my cup I smoke on exotic, them Percs, I eat up Yeah, these bitches, they bound to get fucked But I am no cop so why would I cuff? Yeah, you know comin' up, it was rough Don't show me fake love, I done had enough All this water, my diamonds on fleek Give a fuck who you is, you ain't takin' from me No sleep, just creep when it come to beef Got a bad lil' bitch on the passenger seat Go pick the bitch up just to roll my weed Give me head one time, then she gotta leave YSL, Glock Block, I'm with FBG We'll wipe your nose, you ain't gotta sneeze Water my neck, my wrist, my diamonds on freeze Bitch beggin' me to stop, make the bitch say please Yeah, I'm a big Crip, some of my homies bleed And if you kickin' shit, probably wouldn't say cheese You can come get your bitch, yeah, been on her knees And we ain't nothin' like the rats, but we want all the cheese I'm runnin' the money with Guap and Lil Keed Like we from the 9, we play for the keeps Watch a nigga scatter when the shots fired (Shots fired) Catch a bad bitch and fuck her one time, yeah (One time) Bangin' five star like Dallas (Dallas) And my Crip partner got Pateks (Got Pateks) Money real green like lettuce, yeah (Like lettuce) Neighbor real pussy, why they tellin'? (Tellin') And you know slime bringin' big blocks (Big blocks) Came from nothin', now we at the tip-top (Tip-top) With big Guap, big bags (Big bags) Smash off in the 'Cat, leave a mark like turd (Skrrt) 'Bout 1'5, we'll put 'em in a hearse (In a hearse) Young nigga shit, park the Bentley on the curb (On the curb) Got a big bag with a strap, no purse (No purse) Playin' with gang, go'n 'head, see a nurse (See the nurse) Yeah, I'm gettin' paper, I ain't waitin' for the first (For the first) Yeah, yeah, big drip alert (Yeah) Run that back, Turbo From Letras Mania