TrapKid Beats - WAIGURU lyrics

INTRO: Son Of A Beat! WAIGURU*3 UH, King Elf On this WAIGURU*3 Twin Castle! VERSE 1 [KING ELF] I be blowin with my n***as They the dope boys in this city If yo girl is called WAIGURU Then be sure she gon be with me We trippin on the reefer Coz Twin Castle run this city Amma live yo girl amazed Coz i be stuntin likie Houdini Napita na brush man You n***as ain got sh** I dab in her DM She pull in a BM She call me the CM I know Imma get ‘em Coz she gonna bring ‘em Break the rules like El Chapo Take off my dick n I piss on you n***as Get em girls Alejandro I got a tip from my Mexican n***as We turnt up in the TrapHouse Em n***as bout to get blown out These ladies better get dressed down Coz sh** about to get real now Rollin joints with em taylors Been sippin O.J all day long Been counting paper in free flow You better cashout em greens tho They follow we lead Twin Castle complete We rolling the weed We running the biz Droppin the bars We lighting the booth Just come to my town N see how we live Run to the club The drinks on me You think we are done We order some more n***a dont u know its S.O.B Thats just how we live [Hook] b**h, I got your money (Am talkin cash n***a, racks n***a) (WAIGURU *3) I say b**h, I got your money (WAIGURU *3) I say b**h, I got your money (Am talkin cash n***a, racks n***a) (WAIGURU *3) It got me laughing to the bank like its funny (WAIGURU *3) VERSE 2 [ADRIAN LOCI] Yea Walk up in this b**h And tell them woe now Get faded with ma n***as As before now I just took the floor dont Know what n***as walking on We be all in G-town Shoutout to the neighbors on I got what she want Ain't gon' f** with you Your type I seen it all too much Young gunner watch me pick a Kingdom bring it down to dust I did it once, twice is only better When you got it n***a I can go within but not without it n***a We scratch the ground for money All we got was the chicken nails Momma saw my struggle She okay son i wish you well I'm off the block You can watch me Yoko Ono She throw that a** back Oh my God i got a Nunu b**h my money long I can't get no measurements I told my nina (Bands to make her dance) Keysha er I never told them i was leaving I just drove away If they trippin im a phone call away [Hook] VERSE 3 [YUNG DREC] I Say a prayer ‘fore I Eat my cake - Rosaries Chasin this paper We breaking into your treasuries I ain't even started Am just flexin on these calories So call the mayor tell him Imma need more casualties Hail Mary on my neck Man all I do is P.U.S.H Smoke green now these feds Wanna blow my kush And I be rockin all Kenyan I ain't with that Gucci These rappers beefin Get the napkin imma order sushi There i go, thats me stuntin On some new ish I got the gift to make this triple Like am Jewish Ace Sarkcess and blow my hood Like am the New Guy b**h I was born of these Kenyattas – Muigai The way am cakin, I should open up a bakery No fakery, am rollin papers like am steady Taylorin' Now everytime they see me, Hi Guru I be seated on these money, Waiguru [Hook]