[Verse]
Get the guap, got the Ruger, let it talk
Glock with lead, it ain't no missin', we gon' bust it at your top
Pussy wet just like a mop
Windows tinted, fuck the opps
Mind your business, don't get popped
Run it up, no, I can't stop (Yeah, yeah)
I be flexin' on these n***as, off the gas, you off the liquor
All these bitches wan' take pictures, yeah, my woadie, he gon' hit you
Better hope that he gon' miss you, yeah, my n***a, he tote .50s
Fuckin' bitches, swear they titties pop online through the city
Run it up, it not that easy, pull up with a hundred racks
I ain't smokin', your shit wack
Bitch be poor, can't be with stacks
I'ma flip it, get it back
With my n***as with the MAC
And my n***a smokin' 'Thrax
Send these hollows at your cap (Yeah), look
Had to fuck up on your bitch, look (Bitch, look)
And I'm ridin' with my n***a, yeah, we finna hit a lick, look
Smokin' gas out the zip, look (Out the zip, look)
Yeah, this choppa hit a n***a, yeah, this choppa make him float, look (Choppa make him float, yeah)

[Chorus]
Ayy, chasin' guap, chasin' guap, look (We chasin' guap)
Young n***a chasin' guap, chasin' guap, look (We chasin' guap)
Ayy, chasin' guap, chasin' guap, look
Young n***a chasin' guap, chasin' guap, look
Ayy, chasin' guap, chasin' guap, look
Young n***a chasin' guap, chasin' guap, look
Ayy, chasin' guap, chasin' guap, look
Young n***a chasin' guap, chasin' guap, look