Couple Grams

[Chorus: Guap Tarantino]
Couple grams, roll up a couple grams, yeah
Couple grams, roll up a couple grams, yeah
Need my racks like I'm Uncle Sam
Smokin' out the pack, roll up a couple grams, woah
[?] ran off like God damn, woah
Shawty bad, ain't hard to profit, fam woah
Drinkin' Ac', nod off like like God damn, woah
Don't get mad that she know who I am

[Verse 1: Guap Tarantino]
I just took a thot to the spot, damn
Fuck her 'til she tired, make it hot, damn
Whippin' my wrist in the pot, damn
These niggas missed, yeah, the shot jammed
I couldn't miss, I got 'em pissed, ball like a swish, yeah
She clean the dishes, yeah, that's my bitch
I give her hits, I don't wanna kiss
I get them bands, I don't care what I spent
[?] then I hop in the Benz
Fuck up my plays and a nigga get spinned
Pop [?] and I'm feelin' like [?]
Spent ten on the VV's on your big dawg
Might buy the [?] double C's, I'm a big dawg
And you know why your ho want me, I'm a big dawg
Smoke exotic, not no OG, need a big dawg

[Chorus: Guap Tarantino]
Couple grams, roll up a couple grams, yeah
Couple grams, roll up a couple grams, yeah
Need my racks like I'm Uncle Sam
Smokin' out the pack, roll up a couple grams, woah
[?] ran off like God damn, woah
Shawty bad, ain't hard to profit, fam woah
Drinkin' Ac', nod off like like God damn, woah
Don't get mad that she know who I am

[Verse 2: 24Hrs]
Smokin' on LA pack, this Virgil Louis
Take it off, yeah, where I stay
All the stripper girls wanna be caked
She been on my dick, I promise we gon' link up
Money counter, money counter, Brinks truck
Extendos sittin' on the dresser
Still got the pack, it's pressure
She wanna smoke on this rapper weed
These bitches really be after me
Take risks, Jambo, yeah
This a Lambo', yeah
Two cups poured up, that' won't slow me down, yeah
Big black trucks, if it's up then it's stuck
Bitches out there just tryna get on
Just a fat fly nigga that be puttin' that shit on

[Chorus: Guap Tarantino]
Couple grams, roll up a couple grams, yeah
Couple grams, roll up a couple grams, yeah
Need my racks like I'm Uncle Sam
Smokin' out the pack, roll up a couple grams, woah
[?] ran off like God damn, woah
Shawty bad, ain't hard to profit, fam woah
Drinkin' Ac', nod off like like God damn, woah
Don't get mad that she know who I am