paroles de chanson Got Up and got Rich - gwaupisaac

Me and gang pulled up smoking on runts
That little boy keep on asking for gas lil bro go get your own blunt
I'm hearing the beat and I get to talking yeah I don't do this shit for fun
They keep rapping about hoes and rapping about guns but I know that they don't get none
If one of you fucking with gwaupisaac I'm fixing send you to the sun
You really don't know who you fucking with I'm sure you don't know I'm the one
Yeah we don't be getting touched around here my homie got Fifty round drum
And you know that that bitch go dumb
Bitch you know that gwaupisaac the one

I only fuck with like Three of my homies I can't fuck with all of y'all bums
I can't fuck with none of you hoes I'm Fixing be doing like fifty a show
They're going to lie to your back and lie to your face but you Finn still call them bros
Watch me hop in a big ass rolls
Look at these hoes steadily calling my phone
Yeah You know I'm Finn blow up
Me and gang chilling smoking purple punch
All of this gas this shit in my lungs I swear to god this shit make me dumb
I don't give a fuck you only live once
We falling to death just like bungee jump
She look at gwaupisaac and that bitch gone jump
She look at gwaupisaac and that bitch gone blush
Look at me getting the bitch I'm passing the ball and I'm gone assist
We getting up we getting real rich this shit hard as fuck from when I was a kid
Yeah I remember when I ain't have shit
I was down on my lowest was down on my dick
I was recommending if I should just dip
But nah gwaupisaac got up and got rich
Yeah Look at him with Fifty blicks
Look at him toting a blick
Look at him taking a pic Yeah that bitch fine as fuck that's my bitch
You know I'm Finn get her dripped up
You know we sipping the mud out the cup
That bitch want to text me I don't give a fuck
I'm too busy chasing this money little bro

I'm too busy chasing yeah chasing the bag
Yeah I was down I was down bad
You can really do anything I made it back
Bullet go through his arm that boy need a cast
We hitting this lick come throw on a mask
I'm robbing this bitch but she is so bad
I'm taking her money who cares about that
Before I go sleep I go kiss my bag

I don't know if I'm gone live till tomorrow
Yeah look at them hollow tips bitches so hollow
That bitch is a freak yeah she finna swallow
I got all my money she said can I borrow
I'm slicing this boy with a fucking Katana
I ride with a glock and it got no bandanna
Extended clip long it look like a banana
I'm a put my next bitch up in Dolce Gabbana
Boonk gang that hoe but I'm no John Gabbana
I need all my paper I need all my commas
Feel like I'm future gone fuck up some commas
Eating 5 star meal and you eating McDonald's

I'm a aim at that boy take it off with a scope
He saying them prayers I call him the pope
He calling me gwaup but she call me the goat
No Tay K Tay K it's murder she wrote
I'm fucking with her I know that bitch is dope
Every Pill in my body and that's how I cope
Put the drop in the sprite I do not fuck with coke
I'm too good for this shit so stop testing me hoe
Get me off of this beat I keep talking my shit
Like I'm playing some poker I'm stacking my chips
They wanna see me fall wanna see me trip
I'm a let you know I ain't running from shit
Your life is an act I'm a call it a skit
It's getting too deep this that real shit
My most favorite thing is to make music
I just copped me some goodies the sender Gone ship
Bitch