Guapboi Velo - 1 800 Guapboi Lyrics

Hello nigga
Why you call my phone nigga
Yes I'm selling pack but a nigga just got home nigga
Why this nigga talking like i'm finna sell my Oz nigga
Call me back tomorrow i ain't picking up no more nigga

Yeah, 'chu want hoe
Yes i'm selling pasto
Yes I carry glocks but just know i got the roscoe
Don't think 'bout finessing me 'cuz bitch i'll shoot your top hoe
And if you got a friend, tell that bitch to give me top 'though

Yeah, this guapboi
Yeah i got my glock boy
Shoot a nigga momma on my momma like i'm blocboy
Yeah you smell my pack like a nigga was the rock boy
And if this nigga trip he get lit up like Tupac boy

Slime, I pack heat
Got it from the back streets
Shooters aiming red dots at your face just like some acne
She saying that late, i said lil' bitch swallow this plan B
And i'm a shoot a dyke since she trying to act so manly

Bitch i'm 15, my glock be holding 17
You know i'm finna blow at a nigga like yosemite

And shit don't trip fool
If you ain't doing shit dude
But if you want to act, i'm a show you what the stick do

Lil' bro, you tweaking
My pistol leave you geekin'
A glizzy on my lap, catch a body for the weekend

And shit, i'm faded
Won't say it but i'll spray it
And don't go call my phone unless you trying to make some payments
Bitch