GWOP Lyrics by JAY1
[Hook]
Pull up to the place and make it pop
My Jigga said I think that the moneys dropped
Now Rebecca's on my cell because she knows I get the gwop
Baby did you know that I'm a boss
I'm a turn these dickheads into dust
Shit then....
Money bopping when I step, lets make it lit then
Cause I grew up in the gutter with some sick men
Why's everyone on twitter tryna diss men
[Verse 1: JAY1]
Stacking up this money, make it taller than the ceiling
Slap it on the table, then I bring my Gs in
Take a trip to Birmingham and meet my sweet ting
Ya punk looking shit nigga, what ya dealin'
Big up one wave, brudda thats the army
They were fuck off party, fill it up with barbies
If she's got a friend then I'm rollin' with shawty
The way you lick your lip up is making me horny
Kick back looking like a baller, whipping in a fast car
Come a long way from the gaza
Splashed a couple hundreds on my starter
Baby would you rather, hit the Shard or go to Benihana
This ones looking like a sweet ting, friends looking leng
But she slapped me when I asked her for a threesome
Say you got figures, let me see then
Try to stay cool, but these dickhead yutes are giving me a reason
Wait.....
[Hook]
My Jigga said I think that the moneys dropped
Now Rebecca's on my cell because she knows I get the gwop
Baby did you know that I'm a boss
I'm a turn these dickheads into dust
Shit then....
Money bopping when I step, lets make it lit then
Cause I grew up in the gutter with some sick men
Why's everyone on twitter tryna diss men
[Verse 2: JAY1]
I'm too saucy with it, bourgie with it
JLC whippin, got me cruising in it
You was at the top but now you're losing, init
JAY1 came now your whole ting finished
Ah, cah I look jiggy when I bop
Big brown back bounce silly when it drops
Book a flight now I'm missing with the squad
Double JD and Coke got me kissing up a thot
Aigh, pull up in a fat whip, bigger than yours
And I ain't touching up a knife, you'll just get one to your jaw
Man can make a couple bangers, cah the kids got the sauce
I ain't even gotta rap, I grab the mic and I talk
I come thru, hit the zoobie like whats poppin
Everybody's talking greezy, but these pussies ain't on nothing
Take a trip to Abu Dhabi, gyally know that JAY1 poppin'
Gucci robe around my body, fore' you twist it down and buss it
[Hook]
My Jigga said I think that the moneys dropped
Now Rebecca's on my cell because she knows I get the gwop
Baby did you know that I'm a boss
I'm a turn these dickheads into dust
Shit then....
Money bopping when I step, lets make it lit then
Cause I grew up in the gutter with some sick men
Why's everyone on twitter tryna diss men
[Hook]
Pull up to the place and make it pop
My Jigga said I think that the moneys dropped
Now Rebecca's on my cell because she knows I get the gwop
Baby did you know that I'm a boss
I'm a turn these dickheads into dust
Shit then....
Money bopping when I step, lets make it lit then
Cause I grew up in the gutter with some sick men
Why's everyone on twitter tryna diss men
[Verse 1: JAY1]
Stacking up this money, make it taller than the ceiling
Slap it on the table, then I bring my Gs in
Take a trip to Birmingham and meet my sweet ting
Ya punk looking shit nigga, what ya dealin'
Big up one wave, brudda thats the army
They were fuck off party, fill it up with barbies
If she's got a friend then I'm rollin' with shawty
The way you lick your lip up is making me horny
Kick back looking like a baller, whipping in a fast car
Come a long way from the gaza
Splashed a couple hundreds on my starter
Baby would you rather, hit the Shard or go to Benihana
This ones looking like a sweet ting, friends looking leng
But she slapped me when I asked her for a threesome
Say you got figures, let me see then
Try to stay cool, but these dickhead yutes are giving me a reason
Wait.....
[Hook]
My Jigga said I think that the moneys dropped
Now Rebecca's on my cell because she knows I get the gwop
Baby did you know that I'm a boss
I'm a turn these dickheads into dust
Shit then....
Money bopping when I step, lets make it lit then
Cause I grew up in the gutter with some sick men
Why's everyone on twitter tryna diss men
[Verse 2: JAY1]
I'm too saucy with it, bourgie with it
JLC whippin, got me cruising in it
You was at the top but now you're losing, init
JAY1 came now your whole ting finished
Ah, cah I look jiggy when I bop
Big brown back bounce silly when it drops
Book a flight now I'm missing with the squad
Double JD and Coke got me kissing up a thot
Aigh, pull up in a fat whip, bigger than yours
And I ain't touching up a knife, you'll just get one to your jaw
Man can make a couple bangers, cah the kids got the sauce
I ain't even gotta rap, I grab the mic and I talk
I come thru, hit the zoobie like whats poppin
Everybody's talking greezy, but these pussies ain't on nothing
Take a trip to Abu Dhabi, gyally know that JAY1 poppin'
Gucci robe around my body, fore' you twist it down and buss it
[Hook]
My Jigga said I think that the moneys dropped
Now Rebecca's on my cell because she knows I get the gwop
Baby did you know that I'm a boss
I'm a turn these dickheads into dust
Shit then....
Money bopping when I step, lets make it lit then
Cause I grew up in the gutter with some sick men
Why's everyone on twitter tryna diss men
