Guapanese

[Intro: Lil Pete] Yeah Yeah,  yeah, yeah, yeah Balenciaga,  got 'em all on my feet Said they love me but it's hard to believe Wanna book me, that's gon' cost a fee [Chorus: Lil Pete] Balenciaga,  got 'em all on my feet Said  they love me but it's hard to believe Rockin' Gucci so I doubled my G's Wanna  book me, it's gon' cost a fee Spanish mami, she from Belize Speak to me, speak guapanese Goin' hard, ain't no stoppin' me Drip,  drip, like a faucet, sink Balenciaga, got 'em all on my feet Said they love me but it's hard to believe Rockin' Gucci so I doubled my G's Wanna book me, it's gon' cost a fee Spanish mami, she from Belize Speak to me, speak guapanese Goin' hard, ain't no stoppin' me Drip, drip, like a faucet, sink [Verse 1: Lil Pete] I'm goin' hard, ain't no stoppin' me Ballin' out like I'm James Harden On the bench, you ain't even startin' Real niggas and we ain't departed Juggs bustin' like a bitch jeans Cashing out like bitch, please V10, that's a ten speed Benz coupe, gotta tint me Niggas lurkin' on they bitch page Couple niggas got bitch ways Get the strap like I'm 50 Gotta drip up in Fendi Ridin' 'round with a whole hundred In my bag, I been road runnin' Bitches hate me 'cause I fuck they friend Heart cold, I can't be your mans I ain't never with the lovey-dove Finding love in the strip club On the pole and she fuck it up Trust a bitch, I can't trust a slut No fucks I can never give I just wanna have hella kids One life, so you gotta live Turning up like a college kid [Chorus: Lil Pete] Balenciaga, got 'em all on my feet Said they love me but it's hard to believe Rockin' Gucci so I doubled my G's Wanna book me, it's gon' cost a fee Spanish mami, she from Belize Speak to me, speak guapanese Goin' hard, ain't no stoppin' me Drip, drip, like a faucet, sink Balenciaga, got 'em all on my feet Said they love me but it's hard to believe Rockin' Gucci so I doubled my G's Wanna book me, it's gon' cost a fee Spanish mami, she from Belize Speak to me, speak guapanese Goin' hard, ain't no stoppin' me Drip, drip, like a faucet, sink [Verse 2: DeJ Loaf] Baggy jeans, got that shit all in my pants Tryna cut away from pork, but my niggas still go H.A.M 48214, that's my land, that's my land Stuntin' on these bitches every chance, every chance, yeah 37, yeah, all I wear is Euros Bad like Mike, no, she bad like a two-year-old Niggas want her but they know they can't afford her War ready, war ready in a Gucci turban (Turban) You bit my style, hope it was worth it I'm ballin' out, got my own jersey Stars in the ceiling, closed curtains Pull up in your city, we ain't nervous [Chorus: Lil Pete] Balenciaga, got 'em all on my feet Said they love me but it's hard to believe Rockin' Gucci so I doubled my G's Wanna book me, it's gon' cost a fee Spanish mami, she from Belize Speak to me, speak guapanese Goin' hard, ain't no stoppin' me Drip, drip, like a faucet, sink Balenciaga, got 'em all on my feet Said they love me but it's hard to believe Rockin' Gucci so I doubled my G's Wanna book me, it's gon' cost a fee Spanish mami, she from Belize Speak to me, speak guapanese Goin' hard, ain't no stoppin' me Drip, drip, like a faucet, sink