[Intro]
Guwop
Free, free, free, free, free Guwop, yeah
Free Guwop
Slum, slum, Guwop

[Chorus]
Free Guwop, young n***a feelin' like 2pac
Pull up to the scene in a new drop
Walk in the booth like, "Who hot?"
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box, young n***a
Free Guwop, young n***a feelin' like 2pac
Pull up to the scene in a new drop
Walk in the booth like, "Who hot?"
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box, young n***a

[Verse 1]
Lookin' for a shawty like Kehlani (Like Kehlani)
I'ma fold it up like origami (Origami)
Speak that shit like Gandhi (Like Gandhi)
And I got a whole squad behind me (Squad)
Runnin' through the north with my woes (North)
Runnin' through the north with the squad (Squad)
Bitch, it's slum season, slum season (Slum season)
Bitch, you gotta know we go hard (Hard)
I'ma work the fuckin' graveyard (Graveyard)
Money on me, hold up (Hold up)
Money on me, hold up (Hold up)
Twenty racks, fifty racks, good god (Good god)
Tell Kiki she can come see me (Come see me)
On the beach with a bitch named DiDi
Bad bitch set it up like a [?] (Like a [?])
But she ain't worth shit like a city (Like a city)
Ain't nothing really movin' but the money (But the money)
Ain't nothing really movin' but the cash (But the cash)
Ain't nothing really movin' but a bitch in the flame shakin' ass
I'm just tryna throw the bag (Smoke)
I'm a northside n***a 'til the end ('Til the end)
Come again, watch 'em run with the trends (Watch 'em run)
I'm in LA rockin' with a fan (With a fan)
Either way it go, a n***a gon' win (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
[?] young n***a
[Chorus]
Free Guwop, young n***a feelin' like 2pac
Pull up to the scene in a new drop
Walk in the booth like, "Who hot?"
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box, young n***a
Free Guwop, young n***a feelin' like 2pac
Pull up to the scene in a new drop
Walk in the booth like, "Who hot?"
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box, young n***a

[Verse 2]
Walk up in the booth like I own it cause I do
Who are you? I'm the new
You a fluke, I'm the motherfuckin' truth
Pull up to the club in a motherfuckin' coupe
Hop out like ooh, watch a bitch get schooled
Any given day I can tell the boy shoo
But we not on that 'cause we focus on the loot
Focus on the loot with your bitch like ooh
Ridin' 'round with no roof, he a motherfuckin' fool
Young n***a gotta make it burn like [?]
Young, young sauce with the shrimp straight from [?]
Bitch, you know it's mine if you see a n***a in it
Real n***a, day one, ain't with the gimmicks
Threw it in the box and it look like ten
Boy, the ho fine and it look like friends
Threw it in the box and it look like twenty
Say you wanted things, well n***a, how many?
[Chorus]
Free Guwop, young n***a feelin' like 2pac
Pull up to the scene in a new drop
Walk in the booth like, "Who hot?"
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box, young n***a
Free Guwop, young n***a feelin' like 2pac
Pull up to the scene in a new drop
Walk in the booth like, "Who hot?"
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box
Put ten racks in the shoe box, young n***a

[Outro]
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Shout out Shy Glizzy, one hundred
This ain't my beat by the way
I just wanted to have fun on this motherfucker (Slum)
K way, King Slum, turn up