GUALALA lyrics

by

Zipbby



[Intro]
Haha
Ah!
f*ck n*gga

[Chorus]
Oh, you thought you was like that?
Choppa like a badass kid, it like to bite back
I'm like Bundy, baby, she got bummers, I'ma bite ass (Bite ass)
I got money, baby, you should know I don't check price tags

[Verse 1]
Oh, you got a OF? b*tch, you better f*ck off
I just got them racks in, I blew em the f*ck off
Choppa finna hit sh*t, fore, baby, Top Golf
Yeah, I like to split sh*t, n*gga don't get knocked off
I'ma call my New York n*gga, get ya' Red Sox knocked off
Yankee cap, big brim, big timbs, haha
As-salamu alaykum, send that pus*y boy to Allah
She make the di*k disappear, baby, voila
I got hoes, falala, I like countin' gualala
Oh, you love me? Nah, nah, nah, where you at? Trap 999
Suit and tie, nine-to-five, servin' fеnt from five to nine
Wherе he at? He crossed a line, now you see them bullets fly
n*ggas dyin', mama's cryin', homicide, say goodbye
Make a f*ck n*gga sh*t himself for like the second time
Choppa find ya' ass like Hitler, I call it Frankenstein
I like gettin' guap for sh*t sure, I get it every time
[Chorus]
Oh, you thought you was like that?
Choppa like a badass kid, it like to bite back
I'm like Bundy, baby, she got bummers, I'ma bite ass (Bite ass)
I got money, baby, you should know I don't check price tags, n*gga

[Verse 2]
I just ran my racks up, them hoes got bigger, n*gga (Them hoes got bigger, n*gga?)
I know that that b*tch wan' f*ck 'cause I'm that n*gga, n*gga ('Cause I'm that n*gga, n*gga)
She got stretch marks on her, like a tigger, tigger (Like a tigger, tigger?)
I just hit the switch to fully pull that trigger, trigger
I just made hit the [?], fed 'em bullets, Hungry Hippo
I got glasses like a hipster, I pour drank up, new elixir
She said, "Oh my f*ckin' God, you look so good, I wanna lick ya'"
She know I got hella hoes, I don't know if I'ma pick ya'
I like dunkin' on these n*ggas, ain't no 5-on-5, no pickup
I just pulled up in that, mhm, no, this ain't no pickup
She said she wan give me, "Mhm", b*tch, come get this di*k up
I walk out like, "Mhm", I need to get flicked up
Yerkies in my system, bullets flyin' past him
He thought that I missed him, but I'm finna catch him
b*tch I'm finna hit some, RIP [?]
b*tch I'm finna rip some

[Outro]
Haha, b*tch
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