Young Thug – Guwop (2016) | Track profile | Dork

Young Thug – Guwop (2016) | Track profile | Dork

Lyrics

Guwop

[Intro: Young Thug]

I done put twenty up under the SIG

You dig? You dig? You dig? (That boy Cassius)

Ayy (Wheezy Beats)

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I done put twenty inside the SIG (You dig?)

I pull up on you and I pop at your kid (You dig?)

I pull up to your block and I pop at your bitch (You dig?)

I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch (You dig? You dig? You dig?)

Since I was a youngin, I been gettin' dough (You dig? You dig?)

I count my backend and I turn up the show (You dig? You dig?)

I want hella Xans, it gears me up (You dig? You dig?)

I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]

I dig everything that you sayin'

I dig everything that you doin' too

I dig the way that you look at me

You dig the way that I look at you

I just wanna grab on your butt, butt

The seat in the Benz, the Chanel Clutch

The FN, it give him a haircut

I roll up a seven of John Dutch

That big booty bounce on the dick and it broke

I don't gotta act like a gangster, she know

Dope, my Backwood look like a pole (Yeah)

My Backwood look like a pole

I sit on clouds of the smoke

I'ma blow clouds of the smoke

Pardon me, pardon my soul

I crack a smile for them folks, ayy

Niggas, they eatin' in broad day

In that ho mouth like a Colgate, yeah

Keepin' that cold case

God, please give me that cold case

Man, I don't want no new friends, forgive me for all of my sins

I don’t wanna think about losin', all I wanna do is win, win (Hey)

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I done put twenty inside the SIG (You dig?)

I pull up on you and I pop at your kid (You dig?)

I pull up to your block and I pop at your bitch (You dig?)

I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch (You dig? You dig? You dig?)

Since I was a youngin, I been gettin' dough (You dig, you dig)

I count my backend and I turn up the show (You dig? You dig?)

I want hella Xans, it gears me up (You dig? You dig?)

I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey)

[Verse 2: Young Scooter]

Without the radio, it's twenty a show and that's for sure (Count up)

Get that backend, bitch, we buyin' dope, that's how it go (Count up)

Black Amigos, 'bout the Freebandz (Yeah), that .44

I could cook the dope with no stove (Whip), pot on the floor (Whip, yeah)

Pull up in that coupe, shit (Skrrt)

Nigga like, "Damn, where the roof went?" (Damn)

In the streets, they call me JAY-Z (Yeah), lil' bitch, I got the blueprint (Scooter)

Lil' nigga, I don't want no old hundreds, you know I want them blue strips (Count up)

And I can't fuck you old hoes, I'm ballin' with my new bitch (Yeah)

You dig that? (You dig?)

Two hundred thousand worth of chain, and that's a fact

Hear my name in this rap game, I was sellin' crack (Jugg, jugg)

Rest in peace to OG Double D, you dig that? Slime

[Chorus: Young Thug, Quavo]

I done put twenty inside the SIG (You dig?)

I pull up on you and I pop at your kid (You dig?)

I pull up to your block and I pop at your bitch (You dig?)

I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch (You dig? You dig? You dig?)

Since I was a youngin, I been gettin' dough (You dig? You dig?)

I count my backend and I turn up the show (You dig? You dig?)

I want hella Xans, it gears me up (You dig? You dig?)

I put the V neck on my team, yeah (Yeah, yeah, Quavo) (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey)

[Verse 3: Quavo]

Shoot out the coupe (Pew-pew)

Shoot out the roof (Shoot out the roof)

Pull up and smash on her

We don't got to put a bag on her

I took your ho, you dig? (You dig?)

I told her, "Hold the SIG" (SIG)

Had big bales, midget (Big bales)

Now you can't say I ain't got millions (Ayy)

Swam with the sharks, water (Splash)

You be law and order (12)

I be gettin' money every mornin', Tom Joyner (Uh)

Heard you gettin' money but you payin', them niggas extortin' ya (Dig)

You pay for your fame and fortune (Huh)

You pay for your fame and fortune (Fame)

I am the plug, cordless (Brrt)

Pull up with blazers, Portland (Brrt)

I pay the neighbors (Cash)

To pick up the dope on they porches (Dope, uh)

I came from nickels, I came from nickels

My niggas don't know you, we do not fuck with you

I've been in the system, I've been in a pickle

You dig me like shovels, I gotta fuck with you (Ayy)

[Chorus: Young Thug, Offset]

I done put twenty inside the SIG (You dig?)

I pull up on you and I pop at your kid (You dig?)

I pull up to your block and I pop at your bitch (You dig?)

I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch (You dig? You dig? You dig?)

Since I was a youngin, I been gettin' dough (You dig? You dig?)

I count my backend and I turn up the show (You dig? You dig?)

I want hella Xans, it gears me up (You dig? You dig? Hey)

I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey) (Offset)

[Verse 4: Offset]

Hop in the private (Private)

This a Lambo', not a hybrid (Skrrt, hey)

My wrist is a faucet (Water)

Feed her Perkies, I'm the doctor (Doctor)

Draco, hundred round chopper (Grrah)

She got her eyes on me like binoculars (Watchin')

Count up this money, it's marvellous (Count it up)

Stall the bitch, I don't call the bitch (Stall her)

You better dig what I'm sayin' (Dig what I'm-)

I'ma kill you and your mans (I'ma kill)

Beat down the block like an amp (Beat it)

Goin' up like a skateboard on a ramp (Woah, ayy)

Go buy the Rollie and bust it (Bust it, bust it, hey)

Talkin' that tough shit, but you know you not gon' bust shit (Huh, huh, huh, grrah)

Look at my fashion, this is a Gucci rugby (Look at it, look at it)

I'm trappin' and rappin', still got them babies in custody (Trappin' and rappin')

My diamonds be dancin', live in a mansion, my life is lovely (My life is lovely, hey)

Ain't no more loyalty (Nah)

Knock your ass off, pay the lawyer fee (Baow, baow, baow)

Shit can get ugly, hey

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I done put twenty inside the SIG (You dig?)

I pull up on you and I pop at your kid (You dig?)

I pull up to your block and I pop at your bitch (You dig?)

I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch (You dig? You dig? You dig?)

Since I was a youngin, I been gettin' dough (You dig? You dig?)

I count my backend and I turn up the show (You dig? You dig)

I want hella Xans, it gears me up (You dig? You dig?)

I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey)

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