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[Intro] (Avante Gardian) [Chorus] Get my guap up, yeah [?] She a bop-bop [?] like it's Jiu Jitsu Drop that [?] off then I call a Uber to come get you I dismiss her, then she hit my phone like "South I miss you" Bitch I'm high up in demand Everybody want a piece, I'm doing what I can Labels tryna' sign the kid, better pull up all them bands I'ma tell you suck a dick if it ain't five hundred in advance [Verse] Yeah that's facts nigga I don't know you, you know me so come with stacks nigga Stand up on your business, if you don't I'll stab your back nigga It's like that nigga When they look at me they like "Goddamn that's that nigga" When I get my racks I stack 'em in Givenchy jeans Shit it cost a couplе [?] these Bitch I got expеnsive paper we don't eat Mickey D's I could give no fuck about your city tendencies You ain't no city girl bitch, but I'ma gon' act up All these niggas you be fucking with they really actors I be really living this I do not need a backup Nigga say he got them dividends, go ahead throw that cash up Phhhh, what I thought And I'm Tony, bitch I'm Sosa the real boss I got niggas tripping on the Telegram just for some sauce Blow a bag on shipments I can't really care about the cost I feel like a dentist, yeah the way she want me in her jaw [Chorus] Get my guap up, yeah [?] She a bop-bop [?] like it's Jiu Jitsu Drop that [?] off then I call a Uber to come get you I dismiss her, then she hit my phone like "South I miss you" Bitch I'm high up in demand Everybody want a piece, I'm doing what I can Labels tryna' sign the kid, better pull up all them bands I'ma tell you suck a dick if it ain't five hundred in advance
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