HELLA GUAP!

[Chorus: Mathaius Young]
Turbo, headin' to the top (Yeah, ugh)
Goin’ up, oh my god (Oh my god)
Throwin' up hella guap (Damn)
Smell like money, ain't no photoshop (Ooh, ugh)
Turbo, headin’ to the top (Yeah, ugh, ugh)
Goin' up, oh my god (Ugh)
Throwin' up hella guap (Ugh, ugh)
Throwin' up hella guap

[Verse: Drayco McCoy]
Bitch I'm the hottest in my city, damn, [?] smoke all year
My bitch busty and she pretty, damn, we fuckin', we roll all year
I do a hunnid fuckin' fifty, yeah, I'm feelin’ like [?]
Countin’ them hundreds, I like Benz's, yeah, puttin’ in work all year
I'm in a beamer, I'm rollin' one second then I gotta fly, I’m in the air
I caught a fever, the ice on my neck it be frozen, it bite, watch how I glare
I'm with the gang, we been off that shit, so we still on the grind, my niggas rare
Not been afraid to live like this, like what if we die? I never care
And I need more fire, let it burn, motherfucker burn
Gettin' more higher till I'm in my motherfuckin' urn
And all this money, oh shorty we gon' motherfuckin' splurge
Fuck what you been told 'bout me, you gon' motherfuckin' learn, yeah

[Chorus: Mathaius Young]
Turbo, headin' to the top (Yeah, ugh)
Goin' up, oh my god (Oh my god)
Throwin' up hella guap (Damn)
Smell like money, ain't no photoshop (Ooh, ugh)
Turbo, headin' to the top (Yeah, ugh, ugh)
Goin' up, oh my god (Ugh)
Throwin' up hella guap (Ugh, ugh)
Throwin' up hella guap