[Verse 1: Guap Tarantino]
...
Makin' me mad, we gon' get him a race (Ah-rr)
[?], I pop me a roof though
I'm on them millions, I pop me like two though (Ah)
She give me head, she got me off Pluto (Woo)
Count up that bread, can't flex on my crew though (Ah), nah
Bitch, I'm Freebandz, I can't penny pinch (Woo)
Got on white tee when I rock Givenchy (Yeah)
Keep in the street, keep it aforementioned (Ah)
These niggas dyin' just for attention (What?)
Shooter don't cover his face (Woo), yeah
Stick, can't fit it on waist (Brr), yeah
Mad 'bout a ho, can't take (What?)
Just like the way he a case (Yeah)

[Chorus: Guap Tarantino & Lil Uzi Vert]
I be makin' some plays, I
I can't go my way, I (Woo)
I know I'm here to stay (Yeah)
I knew the guap campaign (Yeah)
Iced out the bezel in her face, I
I put the ice on my bae, ha
Why these bitches keepin' plays? Ha
Bitch, I'm givin' every stage (Yeah)
No, I don't live [?] (Yeah)
I was just born to sign to win (Yeah)
Who are these niggas, they thumbin' back in?
I went to the store then picked out a Benz
Bored, I'm gettin' to put on my lens
I'm gettin' too hot, I'm like I ain't got sin
You don't even know I'm the king, I be Troup
Yeah (What?), ice so fly (Brr), hit 'em again (New ho though)
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