Park

[Intro] ... could hear this Hey! Damn, I wish Guwop could hear this Damn, I wish Guwop could hear this (Hey, ha) Damn, I wish Guwop could—Damn, I wish Guwop could [Verse] Mama, I knew I was 'bout it Way before venue was crowded Way before Kevin pulled up with that Reverend I told him to level Go fuck on the feelings; don't nut on her face Trust me, I feel like the man Trust me, I feel like the Wop, rock (Fuck am I—yeah) You can depend on the stock, watch Bitch, I got ten in the pot, crock All of my limits could die, all of y'all niggas All of my limits could die (All of my limits) Look at you, timid as fuck, and you holding me up And I'm trying to be Nicki Minaj (Yeah) Rich as a bitch in the drop, rich as a bitch (Yeah) Rich as my bitch on the side Ho, I got more than you know Ho, I got ... Look, watch (Fuck is my ...) Spill out your soul in the closet, don't question your passion We flipped that reefer 'cause we couldn't be ashing They got me so high that I look like I'm passing Bitch, don't you know who you asking? Bitch, have you tutored the pastor? I know the root and the master I know the coupe was a casket I had that bitch looking like all the shit that I write And that shit was so good that I passed it Bust that shit straight out the plastic (Yeah, yeah) Bitch, I ain’t good; bitch, I’m crafty (Yeah, yeah) I wanna piss on a rapper I just got hookers and Pampers Niggas line up when I practice (Awwww, yeah) I’m not a savage, I don’t do shit just to do it This going precise as we planned it (Awwww, yeah) I'm just a bandit; plus, I'm as sharp as a tack Or a guillotine right at your family (Whoa) Keep it so candid, knock you like sheets and some candy You down for this shit? Are you Brandy? Find a mechanic, tell 'em I pay 'em in fabric 3500 in traffic [Chorus] Nigga, I'm savvy I look more Cuban than Maverick The metal, the tube or the handle (Hey!) Nigga, I'm savvy Wait, hey (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) Wait, look, nigga, I'm savvy I look more Cuban than Maverick The metal, the tube or the handle (Hey!) Nigga, I'm savvy, I look more Cuban than Maverick The metal, the tube or the handle (Hey!) Nigga, I'm swagging Bitch, I might shoot at your camera Bitch, I might shoot at your camera Nigga, what's hatnin'? Niggas wan' piss on your grave Bitch, I might piss on your family Nigga, what's hatnin'? Bitch, I might shoot at your camera Bitch, I might shoot at your— Nigga, what's hatnin'? I look more Cuban than Maverick (Hey!) The metal, the tube or the handle (Hey!) Nigga, I'm savvy [Bridge] Back-back to the back-back To the frozens and the BBs Way before you, way before you Thought I told you, it's a lot on the line These hoes want a lot on the line These hoes ain't no bible of mine Back-back to the back-back To the frozens and the BBs [Outro] And if sixteen ain't enough Yeah, I could swing in twenty-five I could tell you how to go I could tell you where to ride I could tell you where the, yeah But, but if sixteen ain't enough I could tell you how to ride I could tell you where to go ...