DJ Drama, OJ da Juiceman, YBC - I'm That Guy lyrics
DJ Drama [Tyree Cinque Simmons] Philadelphia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[DJ Drama, OJ da Juiceman, YBC - I'm That Guy lyrics]
Baby I'm that guy
I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy
And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy
And I'm super duper skraight
Baby I'm that guy
I'm walking with dem racks
Baby I'm that guy
I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy
And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy
And I'm super duper skraight
Baby I'm that guy
Bricks yea I'm working with them chickens
Posted in my trap house but I got 6 kitchens
Right wrist a fool and my left wrist kickin
All this jewlery bout a quarter ticket
Car don't mention, House a half a million
Got all these rooms Like I'm
Walking thru a buildin
I'm That Guy and my chain
Same size as children
Black and White diamonds
Lookin like a pilgrim
Thanksgivin chain and it's big like a turkey
Pockets like the stuffin, Young Juice workin
Blue and White VVS like we been surfin
Washin power money like extra detergent
I'm walking with dem racks
Baby I'm that guy
I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy
And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy
And I'm super duper skraight
Baby I'm that guy
I'm walking with dem racks
Baby I'm that guy
I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy
And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy
And I'm super duper skraight
Baby I'm that guy
I'm That Guy, so so fly
Try to stop me you can try
They call me freeza man cause
I'm covered in all ice
Straight outa school, I'm That dude
And just started my life
I'm on the track with OJ Juice
And his jewlery hurt my eye
I got lots and lots of racks
Real shit it's no finessin
Got supid guacamole
I ain't see no college testin
I spit this shit for real niggas
I'm the grind tryna get it
YBC we turnt up on the block tryna get it
On the track with Uncle Juice and
Boxed up yea the get it
Step on it every wenesday and
Believe we'll cuff yo bitch
Don't let the foo smash cause
I'm known for murkin bitches
Maxin in the back and One
Dolla pack the heata
I'm walking with dem racks
Baby I'm that guy
I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy
And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy
And I'm super duper skraight
Baby I'm that guy
I'm walking with dem racks
Baby I'm that guy
I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy
And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy
And I'm super duper skraight
Baby I'm that guy
I'm walking with dem racks
I'm blowin on this pack
With this kung fu jacket chain
And my diamonds kick back
And my wrist be off the chain
Diamond rope like jumpin jacks
And I pull up in that hummer
Same color as Bill Jack
With this pit-bull grill and you
Runnin like a cat
M&M chain, red diamonds fruit snacks
With this spring time water on my bracelet
Pinky ring 30 thousand plus I got that sack
I walk and talk Brick dawg, can you top that
YBC and Juiceman, run and tell that
93 loud pack, stanky like a sack
YBC and Juiceman, run and tell that
I'm walking with dem racks
Baby I'm that guy
I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy
And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy
And I'm super duper skraight
Baby I'm that guy
I'm walking with dem racks
Baby I'm that guy
I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy
And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy
And I'm super duper skraight
Baby I'm that guy