Guala Guala

I got liquor in my cup Ganja in my left hand Flashing with them stacks Wear them wraps like wrist bands Pressing up them G's As I speak, I can rain dance Yeah you can't Right, but I can I just got one question Why you fucking with me It's like you hating cause you ain't shit And you want to be me But I suppose then Like I done told them I'mma hop on the beat and chop it like slow jams I want that Guala Guala I want that Guala Guala yeah I want that Guala Guala I want that money in the bank I want that Guala Guala I want them chains on the brain I want that Guala Guala I want them, stacks on stacks on Bang these drums Man I came to rage Yo I come in peace But I ain't so tame Yo I like it loud When I hear that bass Let me shake the trees With this 8 0 8 I'mma catch waves get attention Screaming na na na na na na Ha ha ha ha Watch me get it And I'm gonna get so much I'mm catch them mentions When it comes to the cameras Move bitch, I'mma cannonball the lenses I'mma hit em With that sick new edition At the peak of my prime I don't need no intermittence I'm outta control I don't know no upper limits Catch a couple girlies down And get a couple of digits I want that Guala Guala I want that Guala Guala yeah I want that Guala Guala I want that money in the bank I want that Guala Guala I want them chains on the brain I want that Guala Guala I want them, stacks on stacks on Bang these drums Man I came to rage Yo I come in peace But I ain't so tame Yo I like it loud When I hear that bass Let me shake the trees With this 8 0 8 Getting Jesus Pieces Yo I'm Bart with the Reese's I make the anthem so good You gotta play it on repeat I'm an animal uncaged That's showing it's big teeth How the f*ck I make it sound so hard But look easy I got liquor in my cup - cup Got doubles in my trunk - trunk Head is nodding out Because I'm fucking with too much stuff Listen up you punk - punk Got trouble bout to erupt Shit's about to go down Cause I'm on that fuckin' up - up I'm getting gold bitch The shit ain't nothing to me I'm getting dome bitch The shit so thick she can't breathe I'm getting known bitch I'm blowing up in the trees I'm fucking show biz I ain't choose it, it chose me I want that Guala Guala I want that Guala Guala yeah I want that Guala Guala I want that money in the bank I want that Guala Guala I want them chains on the brain I want that Guala Guala I want them, stacks on stacks on Bang these drums Man I came to rage Yo I come in peace But I ain't so tame Yo I like it loud When I hear that bass Let me shake the trees With this 8 0 8 Bang these drums man I came to rage Singin' bang these drum man Bang these drums man I came to rage Bang these drum man