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Guapdad 4000 – Alpha Lyrics

Alpha Lyrics – Guapdad 4000

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
Yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah

I just pulled up in some Lamb’ like I’m sheep skinned (Sheep)
I’m not dark or light-skinned, I’m me skinned (Me)
I’m a hood nigga, but I’m not a street nigga (Street)
Even still, I’m too deep in it (Deep)
Got a breathtakin’ bitch so thick
I can’t breathe, RIP George Floyd, fuck all the PD’s
I done poured so much drink I can’t freeze
My trunk full, I can’t speed so I don’t

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
Yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah

If I don’t got no money I be pissed off
Fuckin’ on a pretty ghetto bitch raw
I love when the nails done (Check)
Got a fresh set (Yes)
Mop the floor with that pussy like a wet jet (Squirt)
One of the hottest in my city, I could stop snowin’
I’m so breathtakin’ people thought I caught COVID
No love for a snitch that is not P, rats singin’ on cam like Jacquees
I like to wear a lotta silk like your aunties
I just gave one piece, to my one piece
At the house watchin’ One Piece with the pump piece
I’m really not pressed to get you to fuck me
You don’t gotta choose me choose jigga juice (Yeah)
He got the black and white jumpin’ like Zambumafu
I was down on my last, then I found a bag
I know it made ’em mad, too bad
I fee like Mike Jack’ nigga, who bad?
Foot on they neck and foot on the gas
I don’t got respect and I got [?]
But I always came back like Samurai Jack
Never could put no fake shit in my blood, I can’t even fake a nut
My life lit, I can’t make this shit up
Threw some many ones on [?] B-day, had to rake that shit up
Rake that shit up!

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
Yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah