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[Intro: Guap Tarantino]
Guap Mode

[Chorus: Guap Tarantino]
That was on Saturday, Ran up a check
Diamonds Patek, Diamonds Patek Philippe
Young n*gga play for keeps
Keep the sh*t in the streets
Keep me a drum like a beat
This sh*t fantasy
I got 2 sl*ts
I just f*cked em both
This a thot party
Finna make a toast
We put them xans in it
They said we did the most
We f*cking bad b*tches, send them b*tches across the globe

[Verse 1: Guap Tarantino]
Drip Show, Pink Toe, I just did molly with a pink toe, yeah
I just caught a body with a deep throat
[?] with me, knock you out like Kimbo
I bet the bag make a b*tch limbo
I just [?] with me killed a b*tch throat
I f*cked her in the bimmer, that's my last hoe
I'm in my bag now b*tch, f*ck a tag hoe
From the rags not riches, [?]
And I'll take that b*tch and make your main hoe switch
Had to take out the plug, he tried to tax that sh*t
Me and Guap got the racks and now I'm jet blasting
[Chorus: Guap Tarantino]
That was on Saturday, Ran up a check
Diamonds Patek, Diamonds Patek Philippe
Young n*gga play for keeps
Keep the sh*t in the streets
Keep me a drum like a beat
This sh*t fantasy
I got 2 sl*ts
I just f*cked em both
This a thot party
Finna make a toast
We put them xans in it
They said we did the most
We f*cking bad b*tches, send them b*tches across the globe

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Kid Cudi, (Uh Uh)
Rehab (Uh Uh)
Hundred chickens (Uh Uh), do the math (Uh Uh)
Big drums (Uh Uh), all your staff (Uh Uh)
Throw five b*tches (Uh Uh), Mac now (Uh Uh)
Two hundred b*tches, Ain't even f*cked them yeah
Cartier handcuffs like I'm locked up yeah
I put a xan inside of my act and I sh*t was up yeah
Told that b*tch I lied like a rug yeah. Yeah!
One face on the top of the rollie. Yeah!
Most of the guns around me be stolen, yeah
The way that I'm sh*ttin' imma need me a portable toilet, yeah
Hermes they around me they bigger like we buyin' resorts, yeah
n*ggas like us ain't go tell ain't no tellin' no pig like pork, yeah
n*ggas around here getting drafted like tellin' a sport, yeah
Pink Toe (Uh Uh), Big Coke (Uh Uh)
Hundred Million, I'm speed boating
[Chorus: Guap Tarantino]
That was on Saturday, Ran up a check
Diamonds Patek, Diamonds Patek Philippe
Young n*gga play for keeps
Keep the sh*t in the streets
Keep me a drum like a beat
This sh*t fantasy
I got 2 sl*ts
I just f*cked em both
This a thot party
Finna make a toast
We put them xans in it
They said we did the most
We f*cking bad b*tches, send them b*tches across the globe