[Intro]
(Huh, I need 100 Keyz)

[Chorus: Guapo]
Ayy, I'm tryna free all my n***as, I scream, "Fuck the feds" (Fuck the feds)
Ayy, fuck the opps, drop that bag, send Zay to shoot 'em in they head
Ayy, knock out n***as dreads, bitch, we tryna spin (Tryna spin)
Ayy, we don't give a fuck 'bout who you with, we shoot at n***as friend (Bah, bah, bah, bah, friend)
Keep that pistol tucked, we'll touch shit up 'cause I ain't tryna shake a hand (No shakin' hand)
I ain't tryna be these rappers friend (Ayy)
Ayy, lil' Trae take n***as down for bands (Down for bands)
We the ones that got that traphouse jumpin' with our trappin' ass (Our trappin' ass, trap)
Ayy, I ain't like these rappers, please don't mix me with they cappin' ass (Cappin' ass)

[Verse: GetRichZay]
Yeah, this bitch hold my firе in her bag with her lil' ratchet ass (Firе, yeah)
Uh, aight, n***a gon' get right on your ass, n***a can't get no pass (Uh, let's go)
Yeah, outside, we gon' drop a hundred shots when we ride past (Hundred shots, bah, bah, bah)
Uh, want him dead, get-back on his head, gotta secure that bag (Gotta secure that, uh)
Yeah, come on, Lil Flip get that chop, he make shit pop like soda can (Ayy, Lil Flip)
Ayy, why the fuck this opp keep sayin' my name on live? (Why?) I don't know they name (Name)
Ayy, spin they block, we make n***as run like the ice cream man (Yeah)
Ayy, sticks and Glocks, we got plenty chops just like a China man (Aight, come on)

[Chorus: Guapo]
Ayy, I'm tryna free all my n***as, I scream, "Fuck the feds"
Ayy, fuck the opps, drop that bag, send Zay to shoot 'em in they head
Ayy, knock out n***as dreads, bitch, we tryna spin
Ayy, we don't give a fuck 'bout who you with, we shoot at n***as friend
Keep that pistol tucked, we'll touch shit up 'cause I ain't tryna shake a hand
I ain't tryna be these rappers friend
Ayy, lil' Trae take n***as down for bands
We the ones that got that traphouse jumpin' with our trappin' ass
Ayy, I ain't like these rappers, please don't mix me with they cappin' ass