GUAPI Song Details:
GUAPI Song Lyrics
Balenciaga With My GUAPI On (My GUAPI On, On, Yeah)
I Say, “I Pour Mud In My Styrofoam” (Inside My Styrofoam, Oh, Oh)
I Been Tryna Say A Prayer For Grandma To Come Home (Oh, Oh, Oh)
Guess I’m Living In An Imaginary Place
I Say, “I Guess I’m Livin’ Like A Villain Up Inside His Last Days”
Can’t Buy My Graves By My Grandma, Then Put Me On Side Lil Dave
We Done Been So Long With Each Other, Build A Home With Each Other
How The Fuck Do We Get You? Hold On
You Done Seen Me Down And I Bubble
I’m A Motherfuckin’ Hustler, You Already Know I Been Here
I Been Tryna Hide It From My Child, This Shit Ain’t Right Here
I’m Just Stayin’ Right Here
I Just Make Sure That My Cup Stay Muddy
I Got That Essie On, I Know You Jockin’ Me
I Got Black Prada On And Some Givenchy Jeans
I Spray That Draco ‘Round, Bitch, You Better Not Play With Me
I’m Dangerous
I Know That You Ain’t Easy To Be Tamed
I Just Cuffed My Cup, Like, Fuck That Love, Oh, Oh-Oh
I Just Cut Her Off, Don’t Need That Girl, Oh, No, No More
Pressed Her On My Wall And Gave Her Cheese Like A NFT
She Wan’ Be My Cameraman, Fly Out To Come Sit With Me
Big Maybach, Bitch, Let Me Breathe
I’m Feelin’ Special, I Might Fly Her Out To LA, Yeah
I Got My Weapon, It Turn Violent If You Test Me, Yeah
Can’t Tell Mrs. Natalie That I Left A Coroner Of Niggas Dead
Mm-Hm-Mm
I Can’t Lose Myself, I Can’t Lose My Groove, Oh
I Hit My Knees, I Need Some Help, These Niggas Wan’ Put Me On The News
This My Testimony, Oh, I Been Tired Of Runnin’
They Ain’t Give Me Nothin’, Hand Out Like I Owe Them Somethin’
Oh, God, I’ll Break ‘Fore I Starve
Oh, God, That For All My Loved Ones
We Done Been So Long With Each Other, Build A Home With Each Other
How The Fuck Do We Get You? Hold On
You Done Seen Me Down And I Bubble
I’m A Motherfuckin’ Hustler, You Already Know I Been Here
I Been Tryna Hide It From My Child, This Shit Ain’t Right Here
I’m Just Stayin’ Right Here
I Just Make Sure That My Cup Stay Muddy
I Got That Essie On, I Know You Jockin’ Me
I Got Black Prada On And Some Givenchy Jeans
I Just Cut Her Off, Don’t Need That Girl, Oh, No, No More
Pressed Her On My Wall And Gave Her Cheese Like A NFT
She Wan’ Be My Cameraman, Fly Out To Come Sit With Me
Big Maybach, Bitch, Let Me Breathe
