Kel, go crazy
Put Jimmy Choo on, I chew when I boot up
It's a drop top, but I still let the roof up
N***a hop out, might be rocking Medusa
N***a got popped because I ride with some shooters
I came out the south, but I ain't nothing like Luda
They say I have rifles and Glocks and some rugers
I know some locs, there's some blood that'll do you
Look at my neck and my wrist, shit, a cooler
These bitches they love Young Guapo

Smokin' cookie gelato
100K at the condo
We fuck these bitches, make pornos
I ran it up, told them fuck around
Thumbin' through hundreds, young man gunnin'
Jewelry cold like the fucking winter
But we've been getting money all summer
Ho be strapped like a summer
Young Guapo can fuck on your mama
It's trafficking shit, little bitch
Yeah, we eat steak in the morning
Pulling off, hear the engine running

This is straight A, so you hear it roaring
I gave me some weight when I was touring
These bitches they out of style and they boring
Rose gold with no rose bow
I gave her some molly, she lost control
I have my way and I'm popping my toes
Smoking on Zips, we pouring up fours
Fuck it, we fuck it up, tear it up
We know these pussy n***as scared of us
I give a bankroll but ain't got a trust
I got a Draco and I swear I bust
Put Jimmy Choo on, I chew when I boot up
It's a drop top, but I still let the roof up
N***a hop out, might be rocking Medusa
N***a got popped because I ride with some shooters
I came out the south, but I ain't nothing like Luda
They say I have rifles and Glocks and some rugers
I know some locs, there's some blood that'll do you
Look at my neck and my wrist, shit, a cooler
Shit on n***as and I shit on bitches

They be dripping, leaking like a faucet
These pretty bitches sound saucy
These racks can't fit inside a wallet
I go to bank and I deposit
My dawg went off, I need some molly
I order ones and got a presi
We done met the stripper bitches in the lobby
We gon' have a private party
Tell my brother come record it
Foreign bitches, they imported
Show that pussy, make me throw it
I'm hearing voices, got me knowing

Bitch, you talking to a poet
You gon' make a n***a blow it
Shit so much I need a toilet
I just made one call to Loso
Told him go pick up Young Guapo
I got a chief order nacho
He got a play for a taco
Chop that shit up, call it chop-o
You taking personal, Narcos
Racks got me feeling like Pablo
Go to LA and eat Roscoe's
The Valentino, not Polo
That ain't no bar, that's a barcode
Put Jimmy Choo on, I chew when I boot up
It's a drop top, but I still let the roof up
N***a hop out, might be rocking Medusa
N***a got popped because I ride with some shooters
I came out the south, but I ain't nothing like Luda
They say I have rifles and Glocks and some rugers
I know some locs, there's some blood that'll do you
Look at my neck and my wrist, shit, a cooler
The coupe bowlegged
Shoot the chopper, now he all flared

So many bullets, think he unleaded
Get you knocked off for a little fitted
Chopper call them utensils
Brick came with a stencil
Pop a n***a like a pimple
I kill your family, that's simple
Hundred thousand just to ship 'em
Got the stars in the Wraith
These fuck n***as fake
I fucked your main, you super late
Tongue tied, come out great
Forgis on the whip, Jackson skating
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I jumped out a Wraith and said hey to my hater
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Bring it to you like a waiter
Key cape, I'm a cater
Hoe bigger than Decatur
All my n***as, they with it
Pocket, pocket, he's a chicken
You know what I'm sipping
Guapo tipsy
They say kill every n***a with him
These n***as fishy
These n***as bitches
On a mission trying to get plenty
Cutting down chickens in the kitchen
Money counter for the benches
Put Jimmy Choo on, I chew when I boot up
It's a drop top, but I still let the roof up
N***a hop out, might be rocking Medusa
N***a got popped because I ride with some shooters
I came out the south, but I ain't nothing like Luda
They say I have rifles and Glocks and some rugers
I know some locs, there's some blood that'll do you
Look at my neck and my wrist, shit, a cooler