Big Guap Lyrics

(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)

(Oh, Oh, Oh)

All I want is big guap, big bands money in my hand

I get so damn high I don’t even wanna land

Shorty tell me she a fan she wan fuck me for a bag

Got a bitch so bad no more bitches on my head (Yea)

Bad bitches all on my phone (Oh, woah woah)

That bitch won’t leave me alone

All she wanna do is get stoned

Yea I got plenty I can roll but ain’t finna let you smoke

None of these girls compare to mine, I got the cheese like lasagna

My little bitch don’t need designer, she be reminding me of my mama

Spittin too fast it get hot like a sauna, moving too fast I don’t fuck with the drama

Loving the money I want all the commas, fuck up the game I don’t need a condom

Big racks that’s big facts, I got big gas in my backpack

Get that bitch back I don’t want that

She a stank hoe, that’s a nat-nat

All I want is big guap, big bands money in my hand

I get so damn high I don’t even wanna land

Shorty tell me she a fan she wan fuck me for a bag

Got a bitch so bad no more bitches on my head

Bad bitches all on my phone

That bitch won’t leave me alone

All she wanna do is get stoned

Yea I got plenty I can roll but ain’t finna let you smoke

I stay low, move in slow mo

Money imma blow, up at SoHo

That shit that you got on (Haha)

I can tell that you got no hoes

I got CDG on my feet, supreme the tee

I don’t rock no Louis V you can’t get as fly as me

Ain’t nothing come for free, gotta pay the fee

I stay so fresh so clean and I like my paper neat

(Yea I like my paper neat)

(Ain’t no need to hate on me)

(Rock supreme and CDG)