
fancy - ren guap lyrics
got your b*tch all over my body, tryna get on oxycontin
if you try playin’ with the gang, keep a g*19, might flock him (hol’ up)
i’m not a sweeper, b*tch, i catch a opp, i mop them
just like a label, b*tch, i catch up, i drop them
i’m not from miami, i catch a opp, spotemgottem
this n*gga mad, cause his b*tch is givin’ sloppy*toppy
i got a couple maybachs, b*tch, i’m rich, probably
you try to play with the gang, then i might catch a body
i keep it low*key, i been popping sh*t, though
these n*ggas tryna pop this sh*t, then they get hit, though
b*tch, i be up in atlanta with my bl!ck though
hol’up , big booty, she a thick hoe
i don’t talk to these n*ggas, b*tch, i get the guap
you try to play with five sh*t get hit right in the top
hol’up, might put him at the food chain
b*tch, i been with five, b*tch, i be with who? gang, hol’up
got some big wide*body sh*t, got two lanes, hol’up
got a wide*body kit, that new range, hol’up
catch a hop, then i shoot for point*blank
b*tch, i slide up in this sh*t, might range
got a beamer, shе can’t see me, cena
i got lots of racks in my pockets, feelin’ nеat
try to play with the gang, i might send him to jesus
keep a bl!ck, on my side, like i got a fever
hol’up, wait, lil’ shawty mean i’m hot
shawty tryna f*ck on me, she takin’ off the top
once i f*ck the whole hoe, might send her right back to the block
i can’t send her in no nikes, i sent her reeboks
b*tch, i been screaming “free the fives”, so it’s free top
b*tch, i got some fake ass friends, so why i need opps? hol’up
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