Saks Fifth ft. Femi5k & P Guapo Lyrics

Ay

Rude

Gang

Ay

Guapo in the cut

Yeah, ay

I was just down bad so I had to get up

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

I was just down bad so I had to get up

Ay, Ay, Yeah, Ay

I was just down bad so I had to get up

I'm in the trap and I'm runnin' it up

Hop on the track and I fuck this shit up

Got to move tech, if you fuckin' with us

Bro got a pack and we breakin' it up

Only take cash like we work at the club

I get the racks and I stack this shit up

Sippin' on tris, and I ain't drinking no rum

I'm on the strip and I'm throwing out dubs

Keep me a stick, I ain't throwin' no ones

You talkin' shit but I don't give a fuck

I just snuck in that bih with my-

I just snuck in that bih with my gun

Try to rundown he got shot in his lung

No face, no case, put it under the rug

Snitchin' on gang, we gon' cut off ya tongue

Why they lookin' at me sideways

Fucked up, getting rich, and they hate to see me ballin'

She say she over it, she actin' so possessive

Stay away from small towns, cause I only draw attention

Thought I saw my bitch downtown, I'm goin' crazy

Bought some Chrome Hearts rings and a Brain Dead puffer North Face

Sold my OnlyFans bitch some acid tabs, now she giving face

Strung out, paranoia, everyone around can see it

These hickeys on my neck, give her an excuse to miss me

Chemically imbalanced, maybe it's just for a reason

I don't wanna break your heart, but I feel like you're gonna make me

They know me by my first name up at Sak's Fifth

Ay, Ay

I be fly just like a dove, got these bands in the club

Don't try and look me up and down if you be dressin' like a scrub

I should be playin' for Milwaukee, how I'm gettin' all these bucks

Baddest bitches in the club, chillin' with me in the cut

Helmut Lang and Margiela, I be really dressin' up

I got racks on racks on racks don't ever think you catchin' up

Ay, I got racks on racks on racks don't ever think I'm lettin' up

Ay, ay, ay, ay

I got racks on racks on racks don't ever think you catchin' up

Ay, I got racks on racks on racks don't ever think I'm lettin' up

Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay