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Guap'eezy Flow
23
Hip-Hop/Rap
Guap'eezy Flow was released on November 13, 2023 by GUAPEEZY RECORDS as a part of the album Guap'eezy Flow - Single
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Release DateNovember 13, 2023
LabelGUAPEEZY RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emiliano Quiroz
Emiliano Quiroz
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yea
Yea aight
I'm finna'
Aye that's guap ain't it
Yea
I just made a 50
Put like 10 up on his head
When them **** coming
They ain't shootin atcha' leg
Run up outcha' chain
N put dat choppa' to his dreads
Started with my brothers they gon' be there at the end
Water on my neck just like a flood
Same **** around me
That done got it out the mud
Rolling with this strap up on my dick
Just like a stud
You can get it too
Don't give a fuck 'bout where you from
Yea
Coming around this way don't you do it
Hawk'emdown keep da cutter on em'
Call of duty
All designer on me but a **** really trooping
**** talking about da business
We the ones that really do it
I was in the hills but today I'm in the projects
I don't fuck with condoms
Me n' shorty having bomb sex
Was looking at your bitch
Until I heard she got a bald head
**** whooped your ass in 4k
Know we saw that
Damn
Bitch thick she kinda' ugly
Diamonds bussin' on her neck
I let her wear them when we fucking
Spent a thousand on this blower
You retarded think we tusslin'
**** hella bold on Insta
When we catch 'em they be running
We the trophies in the city
Young **** but this money real long like I'm 60
Baby sad over the phone
I leave her crying when she miss me
I'm a feen for the chicken
When I count I'm finger licking
It get hot up in the booth
But these diamonds keep me cool
Put some music onna' skit
Cause' it's a party when we shoot
Stick thumping
You can hear the bullets flying through the roof
Don't you ask me where I'm from
Y'all **** know I throw the Duce
We up the score n' light the wood
Them **** dying in your hood
How you say you love the homie
You ain't sliding when you should
We up the score n' light the wood
Them **** dying in your hood
How you say you love the homie
You ain't sliding when you should
I just made a 50
Put like 10 up on his head
When them **** coming
They ain't shootin atcha' leg
Run up outcha' chain
N put dat choppa' to his dreads
Started with my brothers they gon' be there at the end
Water on my neck just like a flood
Same **** around me
That done got it out the mud
Rolling with this strap up on my dick
Just like a stud
You can get it too
Don't give a fuck 'bout where you from
Written by: Emiliano Quiroz
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