guppy (feat. Hi-C) E

Woah, woah, yeah. Woah, icy Man. Ayo, shout out to, man, shout my niggas, Ayy, what's up, icy man? Woah, woah. I been eatin' good, I been eatin' chubby, yo. I'm a big fish, nigga, you a guppy, Woah. I'm a big dog, nigga, you a puppy, Yo. When you dusty, get your bitch to suck Me, yo. I been livin' good, I been livin' Comfy, yo. High-tech splash, this a bloody slushy, Yo. Icy got the juice, bitch, it's no discussion, Ugh. Everywhere I go, bitches wanna fuck me. I rockin' Fear of God, don't believe in nothin', Woah. Love the tea and the shrooms and I'm Finna chug it, I put dust in my blunt, This shit got me dusted, yeah. Four stamps to the face, I can't even function. I was geeked on the bean, yeah, talkin' public. Bitch, I'm not tryna come up, tryna get my Nuts licked. Nigga cuffed on the trees, You should be disgusted. All my niggas got chops, strapped up like some Russians. Let a big bag walk, choppa get to Huffin', woah. Choppa get to puffin' in the club With my bro. When these niggas gunnin', then I Got her gushin', woah. We fucked in the week, but she still comin'. Call your main bitch up when I want some Suction. Punch a fuck boy down, Spikey bloody knuckles. You an incel creep, nigga, you a weirdo. I got real mob ties, kinda like Sopranos. I'ma let my nuts hang, I'ma let 'em dangle. In the sun, hit a chain, diamonds dancin' rainbow. Bitch, I'm too juiced up and a bitch I Can't pull, can't pull. Said she wanna rock out, okay, cool, Okay, cool. Nigga, bands in my pants, Bands in my wallet. Nigga tryna talk down, nigga, man, you wildin'. I'ma always be me, I was out when I Came out the closet. I'ma always be myself, Yeah, that's why these niggas watchin'. Uh, finna hit the mall, nigga, go shoppin'. In the bank a little, nigga, finna make deposits. Nigga, I could pull up tech fit, four impulses. Yeah, but I ain't tryna do that, nigga, now You wildin'. I don't want that boy on me, Leave a nigga flattened. I'm with my nigga Gloss, my nigga, he just Popped a flat. I'm Tennessee with static, Nigga want anxiety attacks. Grubs go straight to my head, can't even stand Up. Boy, these niggas cappin' hard, they should do Stand-up. Yeah, playin' with them packs, Wanna get your bands up. I'ma always be myself, don't tell me to man Up. Oh, yeah, boy, why you cuffin' on that Lame? Two, three shots, nigga, leave a nigga dead. Plug boy finna take him to my bed, To my bed, to my bed