Guwop lyrics

by

Quavo


[Intro: Young Thug]
I done put twenty up under the SIG
You dig? You dig? You dig? (That boy Cassius)
Ayy (Wheezy Beats)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done put twenty 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 b*tch (You dig?)
I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a b*tch (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, it gears me up (You dig? You dig?)
I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
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 di*k and it broke
I don't gotta act like a gangster, 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 clouds of the smoke
Pardon me, pardon my soul
I crack a smile for them folks, ayy
n*ggas, 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)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done put twenty 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 b*tch (You dig?)
I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a b*tch (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, it gears me up (You dig? You dig?)
I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey)

[Verse 2: Young Scooter]
Without the radio, it's twenty a show and that's for sure (Count up)
Get that backend, b*tch, we buyin' dope, that's how it go (Count up)
Black Amigos, 'bout the Freebandz (Yeah), that .44
I could cook the dope with no stove (Whip), pot on the floor (Whip, yeah)
Pull up in that coupe, sh*t (Skrrt)
n*gga like, "Damn, where the roof went?" (Damn)
In the streets, they call me JAY-Z (Yeah)
Lil' b*tch, I got the blueprint (Scooter)
Lil' n*gga, I don't want no old hundreds
You know I want them blue strips (Count up)
And I can't f*ck you old hoes, I'm ballin' with my new b*tch (Yeah)
You dig that? (You dig?)
Two hundred thousand worth of chain, and that's a fact
Hear my name in this rap game, I was sellin' crack (Jugg, jugg)
Rest in peace to OG Double D, you dig that? Slime
[Chorus: Young Thug, Quavo]
I done put twenty 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 b*tch (You dig?)
I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a b*tch (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, it gears me up (You dig? You dig?)
I put the V neck on my team, yeah (Yeah, yeah, Quavo) (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey)

[Verse 3: 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)
Heard you gettin' money but you payin', them n*ggas extortin' ya (Dig)
You pay for your fame and fortune (Huh)
You pay for your fame and fortune (Fame)
I am the plug, cordless (Brrt)
Pull up with blazers, Portland (Brrt)
I pay the neighbors (Cash)
To pick up the dope on they porches (Dope, uh)
I came from nickels, I came from nickels
My n*ggas don't know you, we do not f*ck with you
I've been in the system, I've been in a pickle
You dig me like shovels, I gotta f*ck with you (Ayy)
[Chorus: Young Thug, Offset]
I done put twenty 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 b*tch (You dig?)
I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a b*tch (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, it gears me up (You dig? You dig? Hey)
I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey) (Offset)

[Verse 4: Offset]
Hop in the private (Private)
This a Lambo', not a hybrid (Skrrt, hey)
My wrist is a faucet (Water)
Feed her Perkies, I'm the doctor (Doctor)
Draco, hundred round chopper (Grrah)
She got her eyes on me like binoculars (Watchin')
Count up this money, it's marvellous (Count it up)
Stall the b*tch, I don't call the b*tch (Stall her)
You better dig what I'm sayin' (Dig what I'm-)
I'ma kill you and your mans (I'ma kill)
Beat down the block like an amp (Beat it)
Goin' up like a skateboard on a ramp (Whoa, ayy)
Go buy the Rollie and bust it (Bust it, bust it, hey)
Talkin' that tough sh*t, but you know you not gon' bust sh*t (Huh, huh, huh, grrah)
Look at my fashion, this is a Gucci rugby (Look at it, look at it)
I'm trappin' and rappin', still got them babies in custody (Trappin' and rappin')
My diamonds be dancin', live in a mansion, my life is lovely (My life is lovely, hey)
Ain't no more loyalty (Nah)
Knock your ass off, pay the lawyer fee (Baow, baow, baow)
sh*t can get ugly, hey

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done put twenty 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 b*tch (You dig?)
I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a b*tch (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, it gears me up (You dig? You dig?)
I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey)
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