If We Go Broke

Lyrics

[Intro: Jose Guapo] Million Dollar Kidd (tell them pussies that we straight, nigga) Young Guapo, Young Guapo You know (real shit) Still going for the gusto XVL Mob Gang (let's get it) Huncho Fuck you thought, nigga? Fuck a rapper, I'm a brick wrapper Fuck the rap game (they got us fucked up) [Chorus: Jose Guapo] If them labels keep playing, we gon' get truckloads 24/7, trap house open, never closed And when that work touch down, I'ma call Pablo And with the profit, we can go get some Gallardos We got racks on a nigga just like Wells Fargo And if we ever go broke, we gon' call Carlos And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe [Verse 1: Jose Guapo] I ain't never starving, hoe, see, what the fuck you thought? I got some niggas with me that'll come and knock you out I got some bitches with me that'll set you up And when they spill the business, they gon' sex me up Okay, these labels tripping, they ain't talking enough They keep on hitting my line, but I ain't picking up See, you go to the Dome to see Falcons, I just go home to see falcons Also, you don't want [?] [Chorus: Jose Guapo] If them labels keep playing, we gon' get truckloads 24/7, trap house open, never closed And when that work touch down, I'ma call Pablo And with the profit, we can go get some Gallardos We got racks on a nigga just like Wells Fargo And if we ever go broke, we gon' call Carlos And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe [Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I'm stuffing the bricks in the Lexus like I'm playing Tetris Beating the block, a whole brick on my necklace Don't come around here, there's no zone for that flexing I know real migos that's Mexican A hundred mid sent down from Texas I wrap them and shoot them to Michigan Fucking your bitch and I'm selling the fish, I'm legitimate And the fish [?] Britney Spears, oops, I done did it again Don't come to my trap, talking wrapping Ain't signing no deal and no package Bitch, give me that pussy, I'm savage Pull up in that U-Haul [?] I got way too many bricks, I guess I'm supposed to be wrapping Wrap them up, 'Blo! [Chorus: Jose Guapo] If them labels keep playing, we gon' get truckloads 24/7, trap house open, never closed And when that work touch down, I'ma call Pablo And with the profit, we can go get some Gallardos We got racks on a nigga just like Wells Fargo And if we ever go broke, we gon' call Carlos And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe [Verse 3: DC White] I'm getting money, they can't find me, think I'm Waldo I'm flying packs to the trap, I'm shipping cargos My migo, he gon' get me straight, I'm talking pronto Sold a whole brick and bought a condo Getting money in different time zones Fuck a label, still on the grind, hoe Go ahead, say it like what you write, homes Back-to-back Benz, [?] that's my clone Me and Pablo run the juugathon Guap at the lot and he 'bout to put on Fuck a bad bitch while you niggas watch porn Trap don't close 'til the whole pack gone Walk into Magic, they ring the alarms I'm 'bout to explode, they think that I'm a bomb [Chorus: Jose Guapo] If them labels keep playing, we gon' get truckloads 24/7, trap house open, never closed And when that work touch down, I'ma call Pablo And with the profit, we can go get some Gallardos We got racks on a nigga just like Wells Fargo And if we ever go broke, we gon' call Carlos And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe