Lyrics Guappo - Chetta

Money money I want money, all this cash I'm flexing some
Hunnids Hunnids, I need money catch them slippin Im taking some
Burn burn I'm off this gotti, feel like Im in space or something
Run run, dont miss my target, hit you in your face with some
Artificial what they living, they whole image (They fake)
Call the homies, have you missing it could happen (Today)
Rolling woods I'm in my hood dont worry about me (Im straight)
Xanax got me focus, I'm just sleepy off this drank
Feeling when I'm coming down off key
Keeping couple kilos around low key
I live in a trap you should come see
Meet me round back tell me what you need
Ive been trippin sippin, off codeine
They do alot of talking, dont know me
Im the one who say them they can fucking breath
We are not the same, we are from a different breed
Kush in my lungs, I can feel it right now
I could front a pound, is you coppin right now?
If not, third degree when they get hot
Get burn tryna be somebody you not, get lost
Tryna keep up, we cannot stop
Never give a fuck, everything I do is for the fucking guap
Money money i want money, all this cash im flexing some
Hunnids Hunnids, I need money catch them slippin Im takingsome
Burn burn I'm off this gotti, feel like Im in space or something
Run run, dont miss my target, hit you in your face with some