Ag3 - Guap, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Back once again with the energy
We do not match we do not share no symmetry
Wanted a feature but y'all take a century
Up in the lab and we cook guess that's chemistry
I am the pit to your poodle your mini me
I got the love for the love that you give to me
You exchange love for the drugs ain't no friend of me
And I will carry that quote till the end of me

So much ice up on my wrist I might just build an igloo
Yea you gonna change yo side cuz that's what all them niggas do
People want yo guap then they gonna try to go get rid of you
Ya I rock the Gucci but I'm rocking all the Louis too oh big rocks all on my wrist
Rings so big that I can't make a fist
Gave that girl wine now she showing off tits
Vvs shine so I add it to the list
Got so much ice that yo freezer get jealous
Anybody snitch then the team goin tell us
Ain't nobody bitch got the green like relish
Aint nobody switch that shit seem to hellish
Ohhh look at my drop this the part two guap no the green
Don't stop got the drip like snot I invest in land
That's a smart new plan but I need that xan
Or I'll take yo hand I just want the smoke
And I don't give hope I am not the pope ya
I ain't no joke I'm a real star got the nascar
And I'm ripping and running I shoot ya shit just like two guard ohhhh

Get yo bands up
Get yo bands up
Homie up his gat so why you put yo hands up

Get yo bands up
Get yo bands up
Gotta flex on you Balenciaga pants yuh yuh

Only make moves when it's night time
Baby wanna hang but I work off my time
Sticks gonna hit when yo bitch hit my line
I don't take pics but I shit on the time line

Ice so cold that my hand went numb numb
Big beats smack so that shit go dumb dumb
Baby girl lit off the 151 rum already hit so you kno a nigga done done

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