Guala lyrics

I like the guala guala partAyy, you see, yeah, you hear them diamonds bitch(Yeah) You hear them diamonds bitchI’m worth, I’m worth forty five million(Yeah) Me and G together, we’re worth three hundred millionHe got more money than me ’cause he white(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, I’m gassin’, woahYou ain’t ’bout that action, no, woahYeah, yeah I’m ‘laxin’, woahYour bitch is cashin’
And she want the guala gualaAnd she like the guala gualaAnd she want the guala gualaAnd she like the guala gualaGuala guala, guala gualaGuala guala, yeahGuala guala, yeah (Me and Carnage)Guala guala, yeah
Guala, guala, guala guala
I’m livin’ like it’s no tomorrowDon’t loan my style, won’t let you borrowYou thirsty, have a glass of waterI’m killing these beats, there’ll be more deadI put my dick on her foreheadLess conversation and more headEmergency, this is a code redGuala, guala, guala gualaShe said her name but I forgot itI seen it, liked it, so I copped itIf you ain’t talkin’ money, change the topicAfterparty in the HillsShe want Vodka and pillsShe so numb she don’t feelAlways stay active, we stay in the fieldMan, Goddamn it’s too realCrazy, Amityville
Yeah, yeah, I’m gassin’, woahYou ain’t ’bout that action, no, woahYeah, yeah I’m ‘laxin’, woahYour bitch is cashin’
And she want the guala guala
And she like the guala gualaAnd she want the guala gualaAnd she like the guala gualaGuala guala, guala guala yeahGuala guala, yeah (Thirty rack, thiry rack homie)Guala guala, yeahGuala guala, yeah
Guala guala on my dickGuala guala on your bitch, bitchGuala guala on my wristDiamonds lookin’ like pissForty hoes on my dick, huhFifty hoes on my dick, woahSixty hoes on my dick, woahGoddamn, nigga rich, bingBitch Cuban, she don’t talk a lotAll she knows is to fuck a lotShe break it down for a niggaShe shoot a nigga if you talk a lot‘Cause I’m bad to the boneAll diamonds, straight frozeIf you fuck with my niggaI’mma have to let it go
Yeah, yeah, I’m gassin’, woahYou ain’t ’bout that action, no, woahYeah, yeah I’m ‘laxin’, woahYour bitch is cashin’
And she want the guala gualaAnd she like the guala gualaAnd she want the guala gualaAnd she like the guala gualaGuala guala, yeahGuala guala, yeahGuala guala, yeahGuala guala, yeah
Me and Carnage, we don’t lose
I don’t chase, I go chooseI drink water, I drink boozeFresh clothes, new shoesAw this shit is AOBGet money out a bitch is my J-O-BI just smoke, drink, stay lowkeyGoddamn these bitches stay on GI’m baffled the fuck boy that hate on meI give the game that they don’t seeIf they know me, they don’t pay no feeI’m the weather channel man at KODIt’s lit like a matchbookIf she look, well then that’s tookAnd if I take her right in front of youShe comin’, she don’t come with youMmm, that’s a bad look
Yeah, yeah, I’m gassin’, woahYou ain’t ’bout that action, no, woahYeah, yeah I’m ‘laxin’, woahYour bitch is cashin’
Ayy look, I don’t care what anybody tells you ’bout moneyI hear all these guys saying, man, money don’t matterIf you follow the money, if you just work for moneyOh my God, you’re gonna failLet me tell you somethingGo get that moneyGo chase that money
And she want the guala gualaAnd she like the guala gualaAnd she want the guala gualaAnd she like the guala gualaGuala guala, yeahGuala guala, yeahGuala guala, yeahGuala guala, yeah

About Guala lyrics
Released: 2017
Album: Step Brothers
Artists: G-Eazy, Carnage
Featured artist: Thirty Rack
Genre: Hip-Hop/Rap
Songwriters: Bradley Saner / Diamante Blackmon / Gerald Gillum