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Gwaupisaac

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Shit on god hoe
Like what you on though
Shout out gang though
Just like a baseball game we're rolling up right to the eight
You got that box in the mail that's a hundred dollar play
Just took a picture of my meal that's a hundred dollar plate
We getting spotted up by 12 go to the alley switch the plates
I caught him like a fishing rod and yo dumb ass was the bait
Bitch I'm right every time I ain't need no debate
Bitch we walked into the party and we asking where the bumps at
Bad lil hoe short as f*ck yeah I could bump that
Staying isolated I'm just trying to get my bag right
Diamonds dance like ballerina I don't need no flashlight
Brother Face Timing me oh he got a Benz aye
Big big shit talker I be swerving in the fast lane
I don't f*ck with bitches cause them hoes gone get me trapped man
He trying to give me money got him thinking I'm the trap man
Past midnight hoe tell me to come over
Dumb ass bitch yeah I know that shit is set up
You gone fall off in two years yeah that's something I wanna bet on
You always struggling in life but I'm gone tell you keep your head up
Bitch give it motherfucking dome like a lair
They gone say that that's gwaupisaac but bitch I'm the thot slayer
Boy I know your ass a snake cutting through you like some paper
That bitch said that I give her goosebumps
I ain't know I was a razor
I ain't from Arkansas but I'll ball just like a razor back
Jugged your ass in school and now you can't get your eraser back
About a bitch and about a bag hoe I can't sit down and chat
Always on my feet like an Olympian I'm running
The reason I got out is be to tell your bitch ass I run it
Okay you thinking bout a diss let me tell you boy you shouldn't
Told me he missing a red key don't look at me bitch I ain't took it
See me at a show that bitch started creaming like some fucking fettuccine
Cheifing up the gas I just filled the bowl and I'ma clean it
Hoe I'm wiping off the surface I ain't talking bout a Kleenex
Punch God punch God I'm punching bitch I got a reflex
That bitch said she look like Ken Carson she don't look like Teen X
Bitch be all up in my fucking comments know she wanna beat it
Pussy in my messages you know that I will leave you bleeding
She told me that she needed me I told that bitch that I don't need it
Call me clean as f*ck looking like my water came from Fiji
Police wet him up on the body count you don't believe me
Oh you want get in the rap game just know this shit ain't easy
Taking deep ass muddy steps like we in the jungle
200 for them clothes you know that I ain't need a bundle
Catch me and gang blowing up like we on the space shuttle
I don't want a conversation if that shit ain't bout a hundred
Motherfucker smiling hard bitch ain't shit funny
Why don't your ass wanna scratch one on one boy you a dummy
You a gay ass hoe all your friends gone get to jumping
I see 12 I stop clutching I see 12 I get a tucking
Thinking this shit sweet bitch I don't owe nothing

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