Lyrics Guwop - Young Thug, Quavo, Offset

Guwop

I done put 20 up under the SIG
You dig, you dig
You dig
That boy Cassius
Ayy
Wheezy Beatz
Hey
I done put 20 inside the SIG (You dig)
I pull up on you and I pop at your kid (You dig)
I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig (You dig)
I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch (You dig, you dig, you dig)
Since I was a youngin I been gettin' dough (You dig, you dig)
I count my backend and I turn up the show (You dig, you dig)
I want hella Xans, they get me off (You dig, you dig)
I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig, you dig, you dig, you dig, hey)
I dig everything that you sayin'
I dig everything that you doin' too
I dig the way that you look at me
You dig the way that I look at you
I just wanna grab on your butt butt
The seat in the Benz, the Chanel Clutch
The FN, it give him a haircut
I roll up a seven of John Dutch
That big booty bounce on the dick and it broke
I don't gotta act like a gangster and she know, dope
My Backwood look like a pole, yeah
My Backwood look like a pole
I sit on clouds of the smoke
I'ma blow pounds of the smoke
Pardon me, pardon my soul
I crack a smile for them folks, ayy
Niggas they eatin' in broad day
In that ho mouth like a Colgate, yeah
Keepin' that cold case, God, please give me that cold case
Man, I don't want no new friends, forgive me for all of my sins
I don’t wanna think about losin', all I wanna do is win win (Hey)
I done put 20 inside the SIG (You dig)
I pull up on you and I pop at your kid (You dig)
I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig (You dig)
I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch (You dig, you dig, you dig)
Since I was a youngin I been gettin' dough (You dig, you dig)
I count my backend and I turn up the show (You dig, you dig)
I want hella Xans, they get me off (You dig, you dig)
I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig, you dig, you dig, you dig, hey)
Without the radio it's 20 a show and that's for sure
Get that backend, bitch, we buyin' dope, that's how it go
Black Amigos, 'bout the Freebandz, that .44
I could cook the dope with no stove, pot on the floor (Yeah)
Pull up in that coupe, shit (Skrr)
Nigga like, "Damn, where the roof went?"
In the streets they call me JAY-Z (Yeah)
Lil bitch, I got the blueprint
Lil nigga, I don't want no old hundreds
You know I want them blue strips (Count up)
And I can't fuck you old hoes
I'm ballin' with my new bitch (Yeah)
You dig that?
200,000 worth of chain and that's a fact
Got my name in this rap game by sellin' crack
Rest in peace to OG Double D, you dig that, slime
I done put 20 inside the SIG (You dig)
I pull up on you and I pop at your kid (You dig)
I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig (You dig)
I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch (You dig, you dig, you dig)
Since I was a youngin I been gettin' dough (You dig, you dig)
I count my backend and I turn up the show (You dig, you dig)
I want hella Xans, they get me off (You dig, you dig)
I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig, you dig, you dig, you dig, hey)
(Quavo)
Shoot out the coupe (Pew-pew)
Shoot out the roof (Shoot out the roof)
Pull up and smash on her
We don't got to put a bag on her
I took your ho, you dig?
(You dig?)
I told her hold the Sig (SIG)
Had big bales, midget (Big bales)
Now you can't say I ain't got millions (Ayy)
Swam with the sharks, water (Splash)
You be law and order (12)
I be gettin' money every mornin', Tom Joyner (Uh)
I heard you gettin' money
But you payin' em niggas extortin' ya (Dig)
You pay for your fame and fortune (Huh)
You pay for your fame and fortune
I am the plug, cordless (Brr)
Pull up with blazers, Portland (Brr)
I pay the neighbors (Cash)
To pick up the dope on they porches (Dope, uh)
I came from nickels, I came from nickels
My niggas don't know you, we do not fuck with you
I've been in the system, I've been in a pickle
You dig me like shovels, I gotta fuck with you
Ayy