Good Job Guava Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Know they see me on the road, gettin doe
On tha low, I ain't fuckin' with these hoes
( good job uh )
Probably see me with the bros, blowin dro
Where to go, know its money on my phone
( good job uh )
See, i gotta turn a quarter into two
Turn a half into a full, then I go and cop a few
( good job uh )
Shorty know just what to do
When she headin out tha door, I just tell her
( good job uh )
See I'm stackin', trappin', pimpin' and relaxin
Money on my mind, shorty, I can make shit happen
The weight up on my work, so my muscle starts spazzin
It's all about respect, so the F is fantastic
I'm wildin, But it's a new me
Been this shit for a while, I can surely show a newbie
No cameras in this bitch, but my life is like a movie
I'm finna stack a million fuckin' dollars in this hoopty
Uh, shorty tell me, is it real
You tryna risk a case just so I can make a deal
Uh, shit, crack a seal
She pourin' up her feelings, an she ask me how I feel
I'm feelin' great, now there's money on my plate
But shit ain't feel the same when you makin' your own wage
Its a race, I'm starin' death face to face
It's kinda hard to catch me when I'm in an every place
I'm stackin' and movin', she see how I do it
She tryna get to it, she callin
She keep on pursuin', the money be blue an
She never be truant', we ballin
Swear she lovin' on tha shine on my medallion
I can get it, baby, I ain't even tryin
Got to work
( okay)
Stack your bread
( okay )
Put in time
( okay )
Plan ahead
( okay )
See I'm runnin' down the 5, stacking on the 5th
Cruisin' down the 4, mind on my chips
It Ain't nothin' to it, put some money on my wrist
Hand on the 9, an hand on your bitch, I'm feelin well
Stackin', swangin'
Stackin', swangin'
Stackin', swangin', spendin' cash every day
I ain't playin', uh