Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Aaa, aah
I get the guap, I get the paper I only speak guapanese (Oh, yah)
She giving top and she won't stop, I can't get her off her knees (Oh, yah)
Really a general, you'd think I had Travis Scott with me (Scott with me)
Hop on a plane and let's go coast to coast, I got all the vibes with me (Woo)
Forever gon' get me a bag (Get a bag)
Guapanese only speak if it's cash talk
I might go cop me a jag (Skrrt skrrt)
You know it'll have vibes in the back fasho
Pull up I'm doing the dash (Skrrrrrt)
Sliding, burning the asphalt
I was down yeah I really had to catch up, caught up and now my check up (My check up)
My check up
Gettin paid cause I paid all my dues
Hop off a jet then I hop on a cruise
Liquored up f*ck me a bad bitch or two
Look what I copped
No Jeremy Scott
Walk in a store and I clear the room
I'm in the sky, I'm in Dubai
My windows got panoramic views
I'm gettin money the hate is proof
I f*ck a bitch then I'm on the move (On the move)
I break the bank then I break the rules (Break the rules)
Screaming f*ck twelve and the scat go vroom (Scat go vroom)
Guess I'm a nigga with attitude
Be round the world like a latitude
Diamonds they bright
F*ck up your sight
F*ck catchin' feelings I caught me a flight
I get the bag that's true (That's true)
Pop me a tag it's new (It's new)
I keep a strap like Coop (Like Coop)
Flooded my neck with cubes (With cubes)
I spread the cash like flu (Like flu)
Flex on you (On you)
Count these blues (These blues, okay!)
You'll need a day or maybe two bitch my check up!
I get the guap, I get the paper I only speak guapanese (Oh, yah)
She giving top and she won't stop, I can't get her off her knees (Oh, yah)
Really a general, you'd think I had Travis Scott with me (Scott with me)
Hop on a plane and let's go coast to coast, I got all the vibes with me (Woo)
Forever gon' get me a bag (Get a bag)
Guapanese only speak if it's cash talk
I might go cop me a jag (Skrrt skrrt)
You know it'll have vibes in the back fasho
Pull up I'm doing the dash (Skrrrrrt)
Sliding, burning the asphalt
I was down yeah I really had to catch up, caught up and now my check up (My check up)
Guapanese Video (MV)
Performed By: AE Budis
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Armani Ellis, Lazaar Cummings, Blake Burnell, Chad Mercer, Zinai Precious
AE Budis - Guapanese Lyrics
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Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Aaa, aah
I get the guap, I get the paper I only speak guapanese (Oh, yah)
She giving top and she won't stop, I can't get her off her knees (Oh, yah)
Really a general, you'd think I had Travis Scott with me (Scott with me)
Hop on a plane and let's go coast to coast, I got all the vibes with me (Woo)
Forever gon' get me a bag (Get a bag)
Guapanese only speak if it's cash talk
I might go cop me a jag (Skrrt skrrt)
You know it'll have vibes in the back fasho
Pull up I'm doing the dash (Skrrrrrt)
Sliding, burning the asphalt
I was down yeah I really had to catch up, caught up and now my check up (My check up)
My check up
Gettin paid cause I paid all my dues
Hop off a jet then I hop on a cruise
Liquored up f*ck me a bad bitch or two
Look what I copped
No Jeremy Scott
Walk in a store and I clear the room
I'm in the sky, I'm in Dubai
My windows got panoramic views
I'm gettin money the hate is proof
I f*ck a bitch then I'm on the move (On the move)
I break the bank then I break the rules (Break the rules)
Screaming f*ck twelve and the scat go vroom (Scat go vroom)
Guess I'm a nigga with attitude
Be round the world like a latitude
Diamonds they bright
F*ck up your sight
F*ck catchin' feelings I caught me a flight
I get the bag that's true (That's true)
Pop me a tag it's new (It's new)
I keep a strap like Coop (Like Coop)
Flooded my neck with cubes (With cubes)
I spread the cash like flu (Like flu)
Flex on you (On you)
Count these blues (These blues, okay!)
You'll need a day or maybe two bitch my check up!
I get the guap, I get the paper I only speak guapanese (Oh, yah)
She giving top and she won't stop, I can't get her off her knees (Oh, yah)
Really a general, you'd think I had Travis Scott with me (Scott with me)
Hop on a plane and let's go coast to coast, I got all the vibes with me (Woo)
Forever gon' get me a bag (Get a bag)
Guapanese only speak if it's cash talk
I might go cop me a jag (Skrrt skrrt)
You know it'll have vibes in the back fasho
Pull up I'm doing the dash (Skrrrrrt)
Sliding, burning the asphalt
I was down yeah I really had to catch up, caught up and now my check up (My check up)
Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Aaa, aah
I get the guap, I get the paper I only speak guapanese (Oh, yah)
She giving top and she won't stop, I can't get her off her knees (Oh, yah)
Really a general, you'd think I had Travis Scott with me (Scott with me)
Hop on a plane and let's go coast to coast, I got all the vibes with me (Woo)
Forever gon' get me a bag (Get a bag)
Guapanese only speak if it's cash talk
I might go cop me a jag (Skrrt skrrt)
You know it'll have vibes in the back fasho
Pull up I'm doing the dash (Skrrrrrt)
Sliding, burning the asphalt
I was down yeah I really had to catch up, caught up and now my check up (My check up)
My check up
Gettin paid cause I paid all my dues
Hop off a jet then I hop on a cruise
Liquored up f*ck me a bad bitch or two
Look what I copped
No Jeremy Scott
Walk in a store and I clear the room
I'm in the sky, I'm in Dubai
My windows got panoramic views
I'm gettin money the hate is proof
I f*ck a bitch then I'm on the move (On the move)
I break the bank then I break the rules (Break the rules)
Screaming f*ck twelve and the scat go vroom (Scat go vroom)
Guess I'm a nigga with attitude
Be round the world like a latitude
Diamonds they bright
F*ck up your sight
F*ck catchin' feelings I caught me a flight
I get the bag that's true (That's true)
Pop me a tag it's new (It's new)
I keep a strap like Coop (Like Coop)
Flooded my neck with cubes (With cubes)
I spread the cash like flu (Like flu)
Flex on you (On you)
Count these blues (These blues, okay!)
You'll need a day or maybe two bitch my check up!
I get the guap, I get the paper I only speak guapanese (Oh, yah)
She giving top and she won't stop, I can't get her off her knees (Oh, yah)
Really a general, you'd think I had Travis Scott with me (Scott with me)
Hop on a plane and let's go coast to coast, I got all the vibes with me (Woo)
Forever gon' get me a bag (Get a bag)
Guapanese only speak if it's cash talk
I might go cop me a jag (Skrrt skrrt)
You know it'll have vibes in the back fasho
Pull up I'm doing the dash (Skrrrrrt)
Sliding, burning the asphalt
I was down yeah I really had to catch up, caught up and now my check up (My check up)
Writer: Armani Ellis, Lazaar Cummings, Blake Burnell, Chad Mercer, Zinai Precious
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid