Polo hats & a Jesus piece
Dressing like I'm on a shopping spree
Flexin' on you I be dropping cheese
Popping tee's, copping three, all I speak
Is Guapanese'

[Verse 1]
Yeaa I'm fitted up in cashmere
Saucin' since like last year
Counting commas, cashier
And They be coming back here
Shawty got a fat rear
Girl come Bring that Ass near

Ill get your jaw Dropping down to the floor
When I go in feel it down in your toes
Baby girl dripping like turn off the hose
Wet like an ocean my dick be the boat
Wet like an ocean my dick be the boat
Wet like the ocean I'm Keeping a float
And I be sailing, never coming home

Shawty wanna bone
I come in like a hound
She always hit my phone
Thats why I stick around
I always new they'd fuck wit me
Now that i got a crowd
Out here making mula
And I got my momma proud
I'm living in the clouds
Cause things been goin up
My Paper planes on loud
My yack on double cups
I haven't had enough
I haven't had enough
Pullin up in Rover trucks
Cause I ran out of fucks

[Chorus]
Polo hats & a Jesus piece
Dressing like I'm on a shopping spree
Flexin on you I be dropping cheese
Popping tee's, copping three, all I speak
Is Guapanese'
Polo hats & a Jesus piece
Dressing like I'm on a shopping spree
Flexin on you flexin on you dropping cheese
Popping tee's, copping 3, all I speak
Is Guapanese

[Verse 2]
All my paper & my Stacks blue
They don't think I had juice
Now I'm in the fast coup
Take your girl out to the bathroom
In it like a cashew
Eatin pussy cat food

Imma Hit it from the back view
Grabbing her thighs & the ass too
Baby girl I'm looking at you
Wit all your piercings and tattoos
She got me hard like Statue
I hit it twice cause I Had to
But we gone keep it on the low
Each time I pass through

All these baddies coming thorough an I ain't got a type
Unless you just another freak then we gone go all night
I do it right she grinding riding on me like
A bike
& I might eat the booty if the peach be lookin ripe
Yea she like my taste so I'm taking her home
Fendi my waist & polo on my dome
Links on my neck that's gold on every
Spot
Ice on my wrist I can feel the frost
I see No time ever left on my watch
I see only the gold that's all covered in rocks
I'm in LA cause I'm after the guap
& I'm still gettin paid cause i hustle
Non stop

[Chorus]
Polo hats & a Jesus piece
Dressing like I'm on a shopping spree
Flexin on you I be dropping cheese
Popping tee's, copping three, all I speak is Guapanese'
Polo hats & a Jesus piece
Dressing like I'm on a shopping spree
Flexin on you flexin on you, dropping cheese
Popping tee's, copping 3, all I speak
Is Guapanese

[Verse 3)]
Guapanese that’s all I know
When I speak it on the low
They don't know how I get more loot
Guapanese that all I know
When I speak I'm talking dough
All I do is count my O’s boo
Sauce on me from head to toe
From the ceiling to the floor
Stackin pesos Like I'm suppose to
Watchin me they copy me
Yet they Bish on top of me
Givin toppy like the pros do

Like the pros do
Like the hoes do
Lil mama going deep
She use her throat to
She eating produce
When she giving neck
I need my Snow shoes
Cause I got shawty wet
That's When I go down on her leaving hickeys down her neck
She calling out for Christ then begging me for rounds sex
Stripping her down for the rest
Gripping her thighs & her chest
Kissing her down I finesse
Then finish I'm Dipping to run up a check

[Chorus]
Polo hats & a Jesus piece
Dressing like I'm on a shopping spree
Flexin on you I be dropping cheese
Popping tee's, copping three, all I speak
Is Guapanese
Polo hats & a Jesus piece
Dressing like I'm on a shopping spree
Flexin on you, flexin on you, dropping cheese
Popping tee's, copping 3, all I speak
Is Guapanese