Guardin, Huskai - What I Got lyrics
guardin [Nicholas Jordan Kerr-Carpenter]
[Guardin, Huskai - What I Got lyrics]
Swear to god, bitch, you want what I got, ayy
Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap
Ayy
Fuck the opps, we won't stop 'til we drop
Ayy
What you got's not a lot, you ain't high
Yeah
Swear to god, bitch, you want what I got, ayy
Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap
Ayy
Fuck the opps, we won't stop 'til we drop
Ayy
What you got's not a lot, you ain't high
Yeah
You ain't seen the type of
Shit that I can do catch a fucking body
Roll a blunt or maybe two
I can take you to my island where
We'll kick it 'til it's noon
Maybe smoke some marijuana, if you
Wanna, I'll come through, ayy
Bumpin' Cordeh, I'm feelin' okay
Smoking an eighth, I'm fadin' away
You wanna play, so come on, let's play
Oozy on oozy, yo' bitch, my Jacuzzi
I hit it all day
This shit ain't no fuckin' game
Frankly, I don't fuck with
All of y'all lames
Hittin' me up almost every day
You can't get a verse so just get out my way
Stay in your lane if you know what is best
Huskai and guardin been fuckin' your ex
Why is every rapper obsessed with sex?
This is simply a test
This is me rantin' and ravin'
'til these words start pavin'
I'm tryin' to make it okay (Okay)
So fuck all the bullshit
You know that I'm on it
I'm doing this every day
I'm tryna be honest but these
Kids don't want it
They just want a beat and some flames
So turn it up louder
Start snortin' your powder
And repeat the words that I say, ayy
Swear to god, bitch, you want what I got, ayy
Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap
Ayy
Fuck the opps, we won't stop 'til we drop
Ayy
What you got's not a lot, you ain't high
Yeah
Swear to god, bitch, you want what I got, ayy
Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap
Ayy
Fuck the opps, we won't stop 'til we drop
Ayy
What you got's not a lot, you ain't high
Yeah
I've been tryna ball, I've been tryna ball
Waiting for shawty to call, waiting
For shawty to call, yeah
Finesse from the mall
All this money that I saw
I'm just tryna get so rich
Please, shawty, you come along, yeah
Tag team, tag teaming yo' bitch
I'm with my bro Nicholas and
We fuckin' on yo' bitch, yeah
We was takin' turns in
The motherfuckin' condo
I didn't even use a motherfuckin' condom
Yeah, I'm fuckin' 'round with you
I'm fuckin' 'round with you
We didn't really do that, yeah
I was in the whip and
I'm sittin' in the back
With yo' bitch under the blankets but
That head is feelin' wack
Baby, we was never meant for each other
I'm so sorry, I don't love you
I love your mother
Never liked your head but I loved hers
Can't remember it because I had a drunk blur
Swear to god, bitch, you want what I got, ayy
Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap
Ayy
Fuck the opps, we won't stop 'til we drop
Ayy
What you got's not a lot, you ain't high
Yeah
Swear to god, bitch, you want what I got, ayy
Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap
Ayy
Fuck the opps, we won't stop 'til we drop
Ayy
What you got's not a lot, you ain't high
Yeah
Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap
Ayy
Fuck the opps, we won't stop 'til we drop
Ayy
What you got's not a lot, you ain't high
Yeah
Swear to god, bitch, you want what I got, ayy
Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap
Ayy
Fuck the opps, we won't stop 'til we drop
Ayy
What you got's not a lot, you ain't high
Yeah
You ain't seen the type of
Shit that I can do catch a fucking body
Roll a blunt or maybe two
I can take you to my island where
We'll kick it 'til it's noon
Maybe smoke some marijuana, if you
Wanna, I'll come through, ayy
Bumpin' Cordeh, I'm feelin' okay
Smoking an eighth, I'm fadin' away
You wanna play, so come on, let's play
Oozy on oozy, yo' bitch, my Jacuzzi
I hit it all day
This shit ain't no fuckin' game
Frankly, I don't fuck with
All of y'all lames
Hittin' me up almost every day
You can't get a verse so just get out my way
Stay in your lane if you know what is best
Huskai and guardin been fuckin' your ex
Why is every rapper obsessed with sex?
This is simply a test
This is me rantin' and ravin'
'til these words start pavin'
I'm tryin' to make it okay (Okay)
So fuck all the bullshit
You know that I'm on it
I'm doing this every day
I'm tryna be honest but these
Kids don't want it
They just want a beat and some flames
So turn it up louder
Start snortin' your powder
And repeat the words that I say, ayy
Swear to god, bitch, you want what I got, ayy
Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap
Ayy
Fuck the opps, we won't stop 'til we drop
Ayy
What you got's not a lot, you ain't high
Yeah
Swear to god, bitch, you want what I got, ayy
Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap
Ayy
Fuck the opps, we won't stop 'til we drop
Ayy
What you got's not a lot, you ain't high
Yeah
I've been tryna ball, I've been tryna ball
Waiting for shawty to call, waiting
For shawty to call, yeah
Finesse from the mall
All this money that I saw
I'm just tryna get so rich
Please, shawty, you come along, yeah
Tag team, tag teaming yo' bitch
I'm with my bro Nicholas and
We fuckin' on yo' bitch, yeah
We was takin' turns in
The motherfuckin' condo
I didn't even use a motherfuckin' condom
Yeah, I'm fuckin' 'round with you
I'm fuckin' 'round with you
We didn't really do that, yeah
I was in the whip and
I'm sittin' in the back
With yo' bitch under the blankets but
That head is feelin' wack
Baby, we was never meant for each other
I'm so sorry, I don't love you
I love your mother
Never liked your head but I loved hers
Can't remember it because I had a drunk blur
Swear to god, bitch, you want what I got, ayy
Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap
Ayy
Fuck the opps, we won't stop 'til we drop
Ayy
What you got's not a lot, you ain't high
Yeah
Swear to god, bitch, you want what I got, ayy
Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap
Ayy
Fuck the opps, we won't stop 'til we drop
Ayy
What you got's not a lot, you ain't high
Yeah