Guap - j $tash

I just like to flex

I just get the guap

Running up a check, I’ma drop the top

Baby gimme neck, you know I want some top

You ain’t tryna fuck, then baby don’t just stop

Flipping and getting the work

Sipping protein with the syrup

Look at my Givenchy shirt

What that nigga talking 'bout

Shoot that nigga where it hurts

Getting paid like the first

I did all that shit first

I be feeling like I’m cursed

I’ma take it till I make it

I ain’t going out like space ghost, bitch

Money bring you all the power

I do not hang with cowards

I just came out of Broward

My lil' hoe like to travel

My new crib like a castle

Fuck ya' bitch with no hassle

Damn J, why you did it to 'em you an asshole

I took that bitch, out ya' head cause I can tell that lil' bitch was a hand full

Chuck the bitch out and get it

Everyday I got all my ears expensive

Foreign whip it ain’t rented

No tint

Get lean out in Texas

Big booty bitch, named Alexis

Eh, my dick up for

Hold up, diamonds looking precious

Flexing out the drop, and it ain’t got no top

I’m serving, swerving all day gotta get the guap

I hit a stain on my plug took some right out the tire

I told her I ain’t tryna fuck tonight, I want some top

I just like to flex

I just get the guap

Running up a check, I’ma drop the top

Baby gimme neck, you know I want some top

You ain’t tryna fuck, then baby then baby don’t just stop

I be getting all of the guap

I still run from the cops

Dope all in my socks

I just bought my bitch a fox

My shoes come with

I just pulled off the lot

I rock the shit that you not

Raf Simon shoes, yeah it cost me a lot

I’m what it is, so fuck what the cost

I’m dripping flavor, I’m spilling sauce

In the strip club and she bouncing it on me

Blue hundreds and you know that they

Niggas is phony, this forty is on me

My diamonds is gloom

Sauce, eh yah, these niggas can’t hold me

I got a bad bitch, she so magic

She get on top me, I don’t want her to stop

I think he mad, I took his bitch out of his drop

I know that he hot

I smoke that gas by the crop

I put that lean on the rocks

Heard your last song, yeah it flop

You is not dripping so stop

I send shooters to the houses

I do talks with the bosses

to get it bsck

I’m in the Audi, J $tash in the Jag

Two hundred all on the dash

Goyard belt, Supreme bags

Sauced up, I’m getting cash

Rizoo turn up on a hater

I was broke now I’m getting that paper

I just like to flex

I just get the guap

Running up a check, I’ma drop the top

Baby gimme neck, you know I want some top

You ain’t tryna fuck, then baby then baby don’t just stop