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Guwap
Hip-Hop/Rap
Guwap was released on August 25, 2018 by 976861 Records DK as a part of the album GoldFace - Single
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Release DateAugust 25, 2018
Label976861 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dyllan Lindsey
Dyllan Lindsey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ca$hMoney
Ca$hMoney
Producer
Dyllan Lindsey
Dyllan Lindsey
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Guwap
Guwap
Guwap
I'm bout the guap, I won’t never stop, set up open shop
At the top, see me on the block, like I milly rock
Check the watch, you can’t tell the time, all them diamonds shine
Yeah they blind, haters on my line I'ma hit decline
Louie Killa, I'ma fly il ****, all about the skrilla
In these streets, Car metallic white, look like cream vanilla
I’m a winner, you get ate for dinner, speed off on yo' rental
He been dissing, man I wish that he would he might catch a splinter
I'm the truth, bitch I'm the truth
Its Hot in here I guess we burning down the roof
Pull up w tragic magic disappear like poof
**** approach me sounding made up like spoof
Yeah
Im just ballin like it's nothing
Call for cleanup need the butler
Candy paint been changing colors
Hemi engine changed the muffler
Who's the best you've really wondered
Make it rain wit light and thunder
Toss the game an then they caught it threw it back just like a juggler
Then I tossed it off to brotha'
He flipped it like a tumbler
Did the damage by the summer
Big ole' mansion for my mother
No more pockets inna gutter
No confessions I ain't usher
I don't love her I don't touch her
I don't love her I can't touch the hoe
Drop some diamonds by my whip it look like underglow
Say that I'm not getting money you penochio
Pull up heavy get it poppin bag of OkeDoke
You know no need to look close you see my **** shine
All this Roley on my wrist I cannot tell the time
Got the city on my back I cannot feel my spine
All in VIP with bitches an you know they DIME
An she diming for the team made her a mascot
I'm doing laps round these **** like it's NASCAR
Mean I'm in a fast car, meaning I'm gone win that race, betta' make that no mistake
These **** can't keep up pace
I took a pic an took ya bitch all in the same flash
She say she love me onna spot he witness pain fast
I flip my denims upside down an make it rain fast
I sip some dirty pop a 30 had a brain blast
Written by: Dyllan Lindsey
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