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Guppy - Guppy Season Lyrics



Guppy - Guppy Season Lyrics




Just stepped into the game
But I hit the ground running

My name running up
Never saw me coming

Been Trent for a minute
But I'm Guppy now
Takin all the money now
F*ckin on ya honey now
Got the people sayin wow

Got the shit sowed tight in a slipknot
Call from a thick thot
Watch drowning, big rocks
Chain freezing cold, like I'm sitting in the icebox
"Other rappers trash" that's exactly all of my thoughts

Guppy is here, and I'm not gonna back down
If I don't make it, can't blame all of you clowns
Turn the game sideways, it's all inside out
Fakin yo come up, I know you been bluffin now

Peeps talking trash, oh you want smoke now?
Would you relax, blow out a smoke cloud
Puff on the haze, begin to slow downn
Crack you upside of yo dome with the pole

Spit it so clean, got the verses im totin
Roll up the blunt, got the gas and I'm smokin
Never runnin out of schemes, hit a bitch spleen
My dick in her throat now she chokin

Thot hit my dms, I leave her on open
Hotter than BBQ coals I been smokin
My bitch a cum slut, belly be bloated
Got my bust off, and now Im reloading

Here to change up the game, bust down my pinky ring
Rap has been dead a while, I am the reckoning
Get me a senzu bean, come with the Majin team
Kahmehamehah you, into the furnace G

I'm gon pop like a pimple
Messing with my money, then I'm messin with ya mental
Ain't no out of ordinary, bitch I'm extrordianry
People always poppin on me, thinking that they dropping on me

In for an awakening, trolls and all the faker shit
Deals and I been makin em, stacks and I been saving em

Turning down the middle man, focus on my dividends
Clutching to the bag and bread, never messin with my head

Good for the goose, and the gander
I'm not a wack f*ck, no not a bystander
These rappers are trash, im not here for the banter
Realize that smoking on dick, gives you cancer

Guppy is here, and I'm not gonna back down
If I don't make it, can't blame all of you clowns
Turn the game sideways, it's all inside out
Fakin yo come up, I know you been bluffin now

Peeps talking trash, oh you want smoke now?
Would you relax, blow out a smoke cloud
Puff on the haze, begin to slow down
Crack you upside of yo dome with the pole
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Just stepped into the game
But I hit the ground running

My name running up
Never saw me coming

Been Trent for a minute
But I'm Guppy now
Takin all the money now
F*ckin on ya honey now
Got the people sayin wow

Got the shit sowed tight in a slipknot
Call from a thick thot
Watch drowning, big rocks
Chain freezing cold, like I'm sitting in the icebox
"Other rappers trash" that's exactly all of my thoughts

Guppy is here, and I'm not gonna back down
If I don't make it, can't blame all of you clowns
Turn the game sideways, it's all inside out
Fakin yo come up, I know you been bluffin now

Peeps talking trash, oh you want smoke now?
Would you relax, blow out a smoke cloud
Puff on the haze, begin to slow downn
Crack you upside of yo dome with the pole

Spit it so clean, got the verses im totin
Roll up the blunt, got the gas and I'm smokin
Never runnin out of schemes, hit a bitch spleen
My dick in her throat now she chokin

Thot hit my dms, I leave her on open
Hotter than BBQ coals I been smokin
My bitch a cum slut, belly be bloated
Got my bust off, and now Im reloading

Here to change up the game, bust down my pinky ring
Rap has been dead a while, I am the reckoning
Get me a senzu bean, come with the Majin team
Kahmehamehah you, into the furnace G

I'm gon pop like a pimple
Messing with my money, then I'm messin with ya mental
Ain't no out of ordinary, bitch I'm extrordianry
People always poppin on me, thinking that they dropping on me

In for an awakening, trolls and all the faker shit
Deals and I been makin em, stacks and I been saving em

Turning down the middle man, focus on my dividends
Clutching to the bag and bread, never messin with my head

Good for the goose, and the gander
I'm not a wack f*ck, no not a bystander
These rappers are trash, im not here for the banter
Realize that smoking on dick, gives you cancer

Guppy is here, and I'm not gonna back down
If I don't make it, can't blame all of you clowns
Turn the game sideways, it's all inside out
Fakin yo come up, I know you been bluffin now

Peeps talking trash, oh you want smoke now?
Would you relax, blow out a smoke cloud
Puff on the haze, begin to slow down
Crack you upside of yo dome with the pole
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Writer: Trent Barnett
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