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Guala

"Guala" Lyrics by G-Eazy x Carnage

[Thirty Rack:]

I like the “guala guala” part

Ayy, see, yeah, you hear them diamonds, bitch (Yeah)

You hear them diamonds, bitch

I’m, I’m worth, I’m worth forty five million (Yeah)

Me and G together, we’re worth three hundred million (Yeah)

He got more money than me ’cause he’s white

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Thirty Rack:]

Yeah, yeah, I’m gassin’, woah

You ain’t ’bout that action, no, woah

Yeah, yeah, yeah I’m ‘laxin’, woah (‘Laxin’)

Your bitch is cashin’ (Cashin’, brrrr)

[Thirty Rack & G-Eazy:]

And she want the guala guala (Woo)

And she like the guala guala (Huh)

And she want the guala guala (Huh)

And she like the guala guala (Woo)

Guala guala, guala guala

Guala guala, yeah guala guala, yeah

Guala guala, yeah

Me and Carnage

Guala guala, yeah

[G-Eazy:]

Guala, guala, guala guala

I’m livin’ like it’s no tomorrow

Don’t loan my style, won’t let you borrow

You thirsty, have a glass of water

I’m killin’ these beats, there’ll be more dead

I put my dick on her forehead

Less conversation and more head

Emergency, this is a code red

Guala, guala, guala guala

She said her name but I forgot it

I seen it, liked it, so I copped it

If you ain’t talkin’ money, change the topic

After party in the hills

She want Vodka and pills

She so numb she don’t feel

Always stay active, we stay in the field

Man, goddamn, it’s too real

Crazy, Amityville

[Thirty Rack:]

Yeah, yeah, I’m gassin’, woah (Gassin’, woah)

You ain’t ’bout that action, no, woah

Yeah, yeah, yeah I’m ‘laxin’, woah (‘Laxin’, woah)

Your bitch is cashin’

[Thirty Rack & G-Eazy:]

And she want the guala guala (Pew, pew, pew)

And she like the guala guala

And she want the guala guala

And she like the guala guala (Pew, pew, pew)

Guala guala, guala guala (Skrrt)

Guala guala, yeah guala guala, yeah

(Thirty Rack, Thiry Rack homie)

Guala guala, yeah, guala guala, yeah (Pew, pew, pew)

[Thirty Rack:]

Guala guala on my dick (Dick)

Guala guala on your bitch (Bitch)

Guala guala on my wrist (Woo)

Diamonds lookin’ like piss (Pssssh)

Forty hoes on my dick (Huh)

Fifty hoes on my dick (Woah)

Sixty hoes on my dick (Woah)

Goddamn, a nigga rich (Bling)

Bitch Cuban, she don’t talk a lot (Nah)

All she knows is to fuck a lot (Huh)

She break it down for a nigga (Pop, pop, pop, pop)

She shoot a nigga if you talk a lot (Do, do, do, do)

‘Cause I’m bad to the bone (To the bone)

All diamonds, straight froze (Froze)

If you fuck with my nigga (Nigga)

I’ma have to let it go

[Thirty Rack:]

Yeah, yeah, I’m gassin’, woah (Gassin’, woah)

You ain’t ’bout that action, no, woah

Yeah, yeah, yeah I’m ‘laxin’, woah (‘Laxin’, woah)

Your bitch is cashin’

[Thirty Rack & G-Eazy:]

And she want the guala guala (Pew, pew, pew, pew)

And she like the guala guala

And she want the guala guala

And she like the guala guala (Pew, pew, pew, pew)

Guala guala, guala guala

Guala guala, yeah guala guala, yeah

Guala guala, yeah, guala guala, yeah

Guala guala, yeah, guala guala, yeah

[G-Eazy:]

Me and Carnage, we don’t lose

I don’t chase, I go choose

I drink water, I drink booze

Fresh clothes, new shoes

Aw this shit is A-O-B

Get money out a bitch is my J-O-B

I just smoke, drink, stay low-key

Goddamn these bitches stay on G

I’m baffled the fuck boy that hate on me

I give the game that they don’t see

If they know me, they don’t pay no fee

I’m the weather channel man at KOD

It’s lit like a matchbook

If she look, well then that’s took

And if I take her out in front of you

She comin’, she don’t come with you

Mmm, that’s a bad look

[Thirty Rack:]

Yeah, yeah, I’m gassin’, woah (Gassin’, woah)

You ain’t ’bout that action, no, woah

Yeah, yeah, yeah I’m ‘laxin’, woah (‘Laxin’, woah)

Your bitch is cashin’

[Grant Cardone:]

Ayy look, I don’t care what anybody tells you about money

I hear all these guys saying, man, money don’t matter

If you follow the money, if you just work for money

Oh my God, you’re going to fail

Let me tell you something

Go get that money

Go chase that money

Hahaha

[Thirty Rack, G-Eazy {Grant Cardone}:]

And she want the guala guala (Pew, pew, pew, pew)

And she like the guala guala

And she want the guala guala

And she like the guala guala (Pew, pew, pew, pew)

Guala guala, guala guala

Guala guala, yeah guala guala, yeah {Go get that money}

Guala guala, yeah, guala guala, yeah {Go chase that}

Guala guala, yeah, guala guala, yeah

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