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Aye, Southside
Guwop (its Gucci)
Eskimo *******t, homie
Evil Genius,
It's Gucci (GuWop)
Shoutout my partner Rozay
Eskimo *******t, ******
What, ******, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Give 'em hell
Got lil baby from the Chi , she be Chanel
Little flow, I swear she rock them solid tips (brr brr)
Said she ****** with Z Money,
He signed his self (Z Money, it's Guwop)
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Oh well
They call me Guwop, I got so much clientele (skr skr)
Fresh as hell, in East Atlanta, I'm the mayor (EA )
I signed Pablo, he told me, “Go get Mal and Quill” (Blo, Mal)
'Cause we so trill (Quill, Wop)
Yeah, ****** 12, I'm a Eskimo myself (brr brr)
Can't sign no snitch ass ******, that would hurt my rep (no)
Found out he *******, told him keep the cash and dip
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Real ******s only, y'all ******s, y'all some hoes
Yeah, ******, we froze, yeah, ******, we Eskimos (1017 *******t)
Yeah, they didn' t know that we used to be poor
Yeah, drippin' designer, ooh, from my head to my toe
****** on your ho, go get the dough (go get it)
Then I go get me some mo' (I need it)
Used to trap ****** at the stove (I used to)
Ooh, whippin' the ******
Yeah, Dolce Gabana peacoat (dingy)
I'm ballin' like Gucci the coach (I'm ballin')
Step on these ******s, you just a lil roach (lil roach)
Yeah, rich ****** like Lil Boat (rich ******)
Water on my neck the coast (water)
Look in my eyes and they say don't approach (look at me, ******)
Cookin' the chickens on the pot like roasts (boom )
All my hundreds blue just like my Locs (blue hundreds)
All my ******* bad, they do the most (she bad)
I be poppin' tags to jump in the Ghost
Gotta watch your swag, they takin' down notes
Swear ******* like the jewellery, make 'em vote
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Iceberg, yeah
I see you hang from over here
Hatin' ****** (*******), that chopper hit your ass from over here
All these hoes on my ****** 'cause I signed me a deal
Better sign to Big Wop if you want you a mil'
Bust down on my left wrist, I should've bought a crib (ice)
The pack just touched down, that's a football field
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Pocket full of crip blue hundreds, need a wheelchair
We ain't had *******t, we were waitin' on some welfare
Now we up, *******, we got racks tucked everywhere
Wifey made it, diamonds crystal clear, yeah
Got so much cash, this **** ***t not fair
I ****** the ******* once, but I ain't bought no hair
We can take a trip, might fly on the lip
Hop out the ******* and I'm fresh in Moncler
Yeah, ride with the stick on the front chair
Yeah, 75 on my neck and I ain't near done yet
Try to reach for my *******t, wouldn't dare
Can't show no love to no ******, wouldn't dare
All the bull*** ****t goin' in and out one ear
They broke, I don't care
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