Letra de Want You - GuapRico

Aye, welcome to the B-Side of Rico’s Tape

GuapRico on this mic tryna run up cash

People I thought would have me for life let go very fast

Tryna make the tape too hot to touch like it’s ash

I'm still in this studio in our city gettin’ shit to go

My babe, just go get on road

I'll send you the add’

Flooded with blessings from God

Been tryna follow the plot

I'll lead a school in this shit and I ain’t even grad

I know it’s early, baby, but my angels heard me, baby

I'm tryna go dummy like stuffin’ a milli’ in a bag

Somewhere in New York chillin’ assumin’ the tour’s finished

As soon as I forgiven for demons I had

You don’t have to front, baby

I know I'm the one, baby

This shit ain’t for fun, babe

I don’t play with this rap

Even when I'm singin’ to you, I'm spittin’ you facts still

If these bitches is mad still, then just let em be that

I got paper if I'm throwin’ these fifties and hundreds, babe

Niggas talkin’ funny shit but the shit wasn’t funny

God told me if I want this shit, it’s gotta come from me

Anything that run from me ain’t nothin’ that’s for me

Niggas tryna play your baby all day like it’s 8-ball

If you think the tape raw, my baby, just tell me

Too many talkin’ mad shit in real life like it’s Twitter Spaces

Too many ugly people with pretty faces

Too many, damn (Aye)

Yeah

Yeah, want you

Haw, babe

I just want you, haw, babe

Let me come through on you, babe

Haw, babe

Yeah, haw, babe

I'm just tryna love you ‘fore it’s too late

God knows I was made for this too, babe

Holla if you drinkin’ somethin’ smooth, babe

Yeah, still in that studio

Hope you fuck with the song we make

This that GuapRico, baby

It’s cool if that’s all you play

Shawty, I'm just so jaded

You might as well call me Jade

Fuck all these lyin’ hoes who ain’t know what to call a spade

I'm ain’t trippin’ ’bout nothin’

You’d think I walk with a cane

I ain’t trippin’ ’bout nothin’ but sippin’ this Chardonnay

Love the city but it’s full of jits alone and afraid

You could be wherever in the burrough

I'm still flyin’ to you

People talkin’ all that shit about me

They just lyin’ to you, word

Gotta play you somethin’ ‘cause I been dyin’ to

Like if this were a letter to the city, I would write it to you first

Know it’s comin’ straight from yours truly, babe

Been tryna get up on my bully, babe, for real

I just need a grill, couple more tats, and a Sprinter van

Still here in the booth cuttin’ shit up like a ceilin’ fan, uh

Yeah, want you

Haw, babe

I just want you, haw, babe

Let me come through on you, babe

Haw, babe

Yeah, haw, babe

I'm just tryna love you ‘fore it’s too late

God knows I was made for this too, babe

Holla if you drinkin’ somethin’ smooth, babe

Aye, do me a favor

Hold your drink up one time (Haw, haw)

One time (Haw, babe)

(Haw)

Yeah

(I just want you, I just want you)

(I just want you, I just want you)

(I just want you, I just want you)

(I just want you)

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