Guapdad 4000 - Alpha (feat. Bfb Da Packman) (Remix)

Lyrics

Yeah

I don't trust fake niggas (Yeah)
Or snake niggas (Yeah)
I could bake niggas 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
I'm in first-class business every time I fly (Yeah)
Got caught slippin' once now while I slide (Uh)
With ten hunnid niggas with me right outside
'Cause that other shit stress me out, baby, ayy, ayy, ayy (Baby, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah

My bitch titties soft, your bitch titties hard
I was fuckin' up a check and gave birth to a debit card
She asked for money I said, "Ok, hеre"
You niggas rapey, you is fuckin' weird
Took my soul, pussy singin' off thеm Percs, I call her Pill Scott
Hit it from the front and move her hand she say, "Chill Guap" (Chill)
I gotta fuck my bitch from the front, she got a fire face
Eat the pussy multiple times, it's an acquired taste (Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm)
Just because you got my playbook don't mean you scorin' plays
I can be a business man, a scammer or a whore today (Yeah)
Add a real nigga to the end I'm all four today (Yeah)
Could've stopped the verse right here but I got more to say
Bougie bitch got me drinkin' wine this a Sauvignon Blanc
On the phone with Chance Mister Bitches he gon' bring 'm home
Opps did me dirty down in Texas, they was dead wrong
But we gon' make sure they just dead
Make sure that niggas dead, killed 'em
Body bagged and sealed 'em
Hit the opps like Black Ops, SWAT and a Seal Team
Rich nigga I'm filthy, whole sclap is silky
Accuse me of bein' him, fuck, I'm guilty
I just touched down Michigan, I hit up Packman
He wanna do normal shit but I'm extravagant
Plus I'm havin' shit
More carrots on me than rabbit shit
If my bitch get drunk, she might stab a bitch

She don't trust fake niggas (Yeah)
Or snake niggas (Yeah)
I could bake niggas 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
I'm in first-class business every time I fly (Yeah)
Got caught slippin' once now while I slide (Uh)
With ten hunnid niggas with me right outside
'Cause that other shit stress me out, baby, ayy, ayy, ayy (Baby, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah

I'm with ten bitches in Belize, me and Guapdad
I won't leave my baby mama, got the thots mad
We 'posed to be fuckin', talking 'bout marriage on the first date
Ugh, you ain't my type, I like hoes that swallow cocks fast
W-W-Wait, stop the beat, don't ever ask me 'bout no rubber, bitch
That's like cookin' baked chicken in an oven mitt
Gucci on my kids but growin' up I wore my cousin shit
I wanna fuck Breon Robinson but she's my publicist
These are not Mike Amiris these Levis
F-F-Five dollars for the trunks and they're knee highs
Told my bitch go get her friends, a greedy nigga, bae I need sides
Big booty bitch sat on my face and gave me pink eye
Spirit Airlines every time I fly
Or is Frontier Skiplagged how I book my flights
I'm a cheap nigga don't give a fuck if I die
Just give me the aisle row seat and I'll be just fine

I don't trust fake niggas (Yeah)
Or snake niggas (Yeah)
I could bake niggas 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
I'm in first-class business every time I fly (Yeah)
Got caught slippin' once now while I slide (Uh)
With ten hunnid niggas with me right outside
'Cause that other shit stress me out, baby, ayy, ayy, ayy (Baby, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah

(Are we good, James Delguapo?)