LEAGUE OF MY OWN

Yeah, it ain't no way that you could listen to my raps and try to act like this ain't that If you don't f*ck with what I say then that's probably cause my shit facts Why would I tip my hat to these new era niggas spitting that cap Just throw that shit in the trash Meanwhile I'm giving them gas Bro said hop inside your duffle you got this shit in the bag The early bird gon get the worm You gon starve you get to it last Before I eat without my dawg I'll starve and give him my last That's just me though They say Guap you the glue, you gotta hold this shit together Split my winnings wit my team and we gon blow that shit together Two bad bitches on my dick I tell them blow that shit together My punchlines like backdoors cause they don't need a peep the set up And I'm all about my family like Dominic Toretto Tryna move my momma to the hills (heels), I ain't talking stiletto Talking bout the hidden jawns I was the one they shitted on Marvin Gaye let's get it on I'm ready to go at whoever I'm bringing real shit back this like a renaissance Different level, they ain't on what I'm on R.I.P every beat that I touch I been killing these jawns Giving pain like I'm Tyrese, I'm like what more do you niggas want Bars, hooks, flows, verses, I'm equipped with em all Rapping like it's two of me I need gratuity for these beats I been tipping on How many times I really gotta show em These niggas ain't fucking with Guap I'm in a league of my own I'm top two not two Don't compare you and me I am not you You definitely ain't me You can't do none of the shit that I do I spit that shit that go straight from your ears to your nostrils I effortlessly do all the shit that you niggas try to Keep going Guap All gas no brakes they can't stop you You want that hot shit? Pull up I got you this shit a drive-thru Bro like Curry with the 30 Walk you down, pick and pop you You can say a nigga mental, just don't forget to say monu Oh, monumental Brodie shooting with the left like he Manu You can hide but we gon find you I don't play about my cheese send that hot shit like a fondue God dammit Guap you don't miss This nigga really Jordan in the finals Six rings Moving on from small shit to big things They tried to take my sauce had to switch lanes You pussy for real These niggas actin hard, call them Ving Rhames If you get it, you get it If you don't then I ain't even trying to explain Google it, I'm smooth with it Big dog, you on poodle shit I'm ready for the ride, I'm tryna excel (XL) on some Uber shit My name stay in your mouth, that's the quickest way to lose your bitch These hoes be choosing quick Especially for a bag I ain't tricking though Just show me what tricks you can do on da dick Don't clutch unless you ready to use the shit This real life It ain't no game don't play around and lose your shit Love a drug don't abuse the shit Fiend said I just want a rock That nigga on some Uzi shit Dayumm Yeah, Guap I get straight to the point and the point I'm tryna make is It ain't no point going no more, I already proved this shit Before you try go up against me nigga go improve your shit Stop with all that stupid shit, goofy bitch Yeah, and name a nigga other than Mike Jack that you know that's smooth as this You know I do this shit Yeah, they don't know what to do with him F*ck around, get your medulla hit nigga