Ginger Breadman - Forrest Guap lyrics

[Hook: SimmySimmyNya] Chasing out the paper call me forest guap (x2) First you get the money then you call the shots Hustle on the corner 'til you own the block Forest guap, forest guap First you get the money then you call the shots Hustle on the corner 'til I own the block Chasing out the paper call me forest guap [Verse 1: Ginger Trill] Birds get fly for the Bread in the township If I made a hunnid, would the feds know about it Shorty putting money on her head, that's a bounty And they had a youngin on the meds off the counter Been a real n***a from the get, my accountant Make sure I don't miss a single payment or allowance All I know is take care of the fam so I count chips Rhyme 'til I pa** out, get up and I'm out here Broccoli for breakfast, this sh** is monopoly My Portugese connects speak very fluent Guapanese This marijuana keep me lowkey, mami popping E Net for the thrill, no Netflix and chill Dressed for the k**, got my ex chick in the feels I might bring my next chick to the vill I be making money off of text messages you feel The best kept secret, I'm your best bet, you best bet Forest I just go I don't get set Next next, I don't ever get rest All I know is get money stay fresh Foreign on the low when I jet set And my last move is way better than your next step [Hook: SimmySimmyNya] [Verse 2: Summertime Cane] Young Cane running back, I don't even run in fact Diddy bopping, money dance I could do a hunnid laps Swag screaming catchup, the sauce make me run it back n***as took my shole style, I don't even want it back Moving onto better sh**, okay now we settling Money you could never spend, hunnies you could never get Trill about to let them in, tell me where the hell you been Just to keep it Frank, man I'm all about my Benjamins She see how the boy live, she just wanna tell her friend Twerking for the Snap Chat, baby make it bend again Summertime the hash tag, I might even start a trend Raps on my speed dial, I might let the starter in b**hes love a s**y chubby n***a And it's pretty ugly how they figure With a little money they could get above me Not ever, got chips for a rainy day And for the jot weather I can make it rain Summertime [Hook: SimmySimmyNya]