Alpha (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Guapdad 4000]
Yeah

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]
I don't trust fake n*ggas (Yeah)
Or snake n*ggas (Yeah)
I could bake n*ggas or get cake with 'em (Cake)
Lil' brother caught a new court case with it (Court)
I just pray the footage ain't have his face in it (Please)
I'm in first-class business every time I fly (Yeah)
Got caught slippin' once, now I slide (Uh)
With ten hundred n*ggas with me right outside
'Cause that other sh*t stress me out, baby, aye-aye-aye
Yeah
Aye-aye-aye
Yeah

[Verse 1: Guapdad 4000]
My b*tch tittiеs soft, your b*tch titties hard
I was f*ckin' up a check and gave birth to a dеbit card (It's a check)
She want some money, I say, "Okay, here"
You n*ggas rapey, you is f*ckin' weird
Took my soul, pus*y singin' off them Percs, I call her Pill Scott
Hit it from the front and move her hand, she say, "Chill, Guap" (Chill)
Gotta f*ck my b*tch from the front, she got a fire face
Eat the pus*y multiple times, it's an acquired taste
Just because you got my playbook don't mean you scorin' plays
I could be a businessman, a scammer, or a whore today (Yeah)
Add a real n*gga to the end, I'm all four today (Yeah)
Could've stopped the verse right here, but I got more to say
Bougie b*tch got me drinkin' wine, this a sauvignon blanc
On the phone with Chance, Mr. b*tches, he gon' bring 'em home
Opps did me dirty down in Texas, they was dead wrong
But we gon' make sure they just dead
Make sure that n*gga dead, killed him
Body-bagged and sealed him
Hit the opps like Black Ops, SWAT, and a Seal team
Rich n*gga, I'm filthy, whole scalp is silky
Accuse me of bein' him, f*ck, I'm guilty
I just touched down in Michigan, I hit up Packman
He wanna do normal sh*t, but I'm extravagant
Plus I'm havin' sh*t
More carats on me than rabbit sh*t
If my b*tch get drunk, she might stab a b*tch
[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]
She don't trust fake n*ggas (Yeah)
Or snake n*ggas (Yeah)
I could bake n*ggas or get cake with 'em (Cake)
Lil' brother caught a new court case with it (Court)
I just pray the footage ain't have his face in it (Please)
I'm in first-class business every time I fly (Yeah)
Got caught slippin' once, now I slide (Uh)
With ten hundred n*ggas with me right outside
'Cause that other sh*t stress me out, baby, aye-aye-aye

[Verse 2: BFB Da Packman]
I'm with ten b*tches in Belize, me and Guapdad
I won't leave my baby mama, got the thots mad
We 'posed to be f*ckin', talking 'bout marriage on the first date
Ugh, you ain't my type, I like hoes that swallow c*cks fast
Wait, stop the beat, don't ever ask me 'bout no rubber, b*tch
That's like cookin' baked chicken in an oven mitt
Gucci on my kids, but growin' up I wore my cousin sh*t
I wanna f*ck Breon Robinson, but she my publicist
These are not Mike Amiris, these Levi's
Five dollars for the trunks and they're knee-high
Told my b*tch go get her friends, a greedy n*gga, bae, I need sides
Big booty b*tch sat on my face and gave me pink eye
Spirit Airlines every time I fly
Or it's Frontier, Skiplagged how I book my flights
I'm a cheap n*gga, don't give a f*ck if I die
Just give me the aisle row seat and I'll be just fine
[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]
I don't trust fake n*ggas (Yeah)
Or snake n*ggas (Yeah)
I could bake n*ggas or get cake with 'em (Cake)
Lil' brother caught a new court case with it (Court)
I just pray the footage ain't have his face in it (Please)
I'm in first-class business every time I fly (Yeah)
Got caught slippin' once, now I slide (Uh)
With ten hundred n*ggas with me right outside
'Cause that other sh*t stress me out, baby, aye-aye-aye
Yeah
Aye-aye-aye
Yeah

[Outro]
(Are we good, James Delguapo?)