Alpha (feat. Bfb Da Packman) [Remix]

Yeah Chorus: Guapdad 4000 I don't trust fake niggas Yeah Or snake niggas Yeah I could bake niggas or get cake with 'em Cake Lil' brother caught a new court case with it Court I just pray the footage ain't have his face in it I'm in first-class business every time I fly Yeah Got caught slippin' once now while I slide Uh With ten hunnid niggas with me right outside 'Cause that other shit stress me out, baby, ayy, ayy, ayy Baby, ayy, ayy, ayy Yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy ayy, ayy, ayy Yeah Verse 1: Guapdad 4000 My bitch titties soft, your bitch titties hard I was fuckin' up a check and gave birth to a debit card She asked for money I said, Ok, hеre You niggas rapey, you is fuckin' weird Took my soul, pussy singin' off thеm Percs, I call her Pill Scott Hit it from the front and move her hand she say, Chill Guap Chill I gotta fuck my bitch from the front, she got a fire face Eat the pussy multiple times, it's an acquired taste Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Just because you got my playbook don't mean you scorin' plays I can be a business man, a scammer or a whore today Yeah Add a real nigga to the end I'm all four today Yeah Could've stopped the verse right here but I got more to say Bougie bitch got me drinkin' wine this a Sauvignon Blanc On the phone with Chance Mister Bitches he gon' bring 'm home Opps did me dirty down in Texas, they was dead wrong But we gon' make sure they just dead Make sure that niggas dead, killed 'em Body bagged and sealed 'em Hit the opps like Black Ops, SWAT and a Seal Team Rich nigga I'm filthy, whole sclap is silky Accuse me of bein' him, fuck, I'm guilty I just touched down Michigan, I hit up Packman He wanna do normal shit but I'm extravagant Plus I'm havin' shit More carrots on me than rabbit shit If my bitch get drunk, she might stab a bitch Chorus: Guapdad 4000 She don't trust fake niggas Yeah Or snake niggas Yeah I could bake niggas or get cake with 'em Cake Lil' brother caught a new court case with it Court I just pray the footage ain't have his face in it I'm in first-class business every time I fly Yeah Got caught slippin' once now while I slide Uh With ten hunnid niggas with me right outside 'Cause that other shit stress me out, baby, ayy, ayy, ayy Baby, ayy, ayy, ayy Yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy ayy, ayy, ayy Yeah Verse 2: BFB Da Packman I'm with ten bitches in Belize, me and Guapdad I won't leave my baby mama, got the thots mad We 'posed to be fuckin', talking 'bout marriage on the first date Ugh, you ain't my type, I like hoes that swallow cocks fast W-W-Wait, stop the beat, don't ever ask me 'bout no rubber, bitch That's like cookin' baked chicken in an oven mitt Gucci on my kids but growin' up I wore my cousin shit I wanna fuck Breon Robinson but she's my publicist These are not Mike Amiris these Levis F-F-Five dollars for the trunks and they're knee highs Told my bitch go get her friends, a greedy nigga, bae I need sides Big booty bitch sat on my face and gave me pink eye Spirit Airlines every time I fly Or is Frontier Skiplagged how I book my flights I'm a cheap nigga don't give a fuck if I die Just give me the aisle row seat and I'll be just fine Chorus: Guapdad 4000 I don't trust fake niggas Yeah Or snake niggas Yeah I could bake niggas or get cake with 'em Cake Lil' brother caught a new court case with it Court I just pray the footage ain't have his face in it I'm in first-class business every time I fly Yeah Got caught slippin' once now while I slide Uh With ten hunnid niggas with me right outside 'Cause that other shit stress me out, baby, ayy, ayy, ayy Baby, ayy, ayy, ayy Yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy ayy, ayy, ayy Yeah Outro Are we good, James Delguapo