Gustavo!

Hey, yeah, yeah

Aye, I fuck with Gustavo way more than I do with Pablo

Put the world on my shoulders

Rose from the bottom like roses

Did this shit independent, they said you don't know what that shows us

Yeah, yeah, this is Africa but it look like LA in a tourbus

Me and my **** gon' baptize you if you ever try and go cross us

'Cause I rose from the bottom like a teleprompter

All you **** need hella Oscars

Y'all just actors, acting like rappers, y'all just some blockbusters

Memento mori got to remember death

That's the only time they pay respect

They don't even know what's coming next

Think I'm bout to flip the game on it's neck

Riding through the city, I got my Off-White's with me

And the boy don't sip with a bitch like Diddy

Tell that bitch I'm back in a jiffy

Tell her, come through got a stiffy

New whip, miss the ceilings

Got these rappers in their feelings

Young **** doing well, couple trophies on the shelf

****, your shit wasn't real, ****, your bitch wasn't real

****, that paper won't last

You think that album gon last?

Man, that shit's so trash, I'm just all up in my bag

Only gonna talk about this one time, then we leave it the past

Move the fuck up out my way, ain't you thirty and some change?

No, it's not easy seeing young **** coming off for your place

You was talking online, then you fell for the bait

Now it's over for you ****, over for you, no debate

Gustavo, Gustavo

Gustavo, Gustavo

Me and my **** is bandits, not snitches

My ****, don't talk what you don't know

Gustavo, Gustavo

Gustavo, Gustavo

I fuck with Gustavo way more than Pablo, my ****

Aye

Smoking a blunt and I jump on a jet

Heard the new records, I got him upset

Eagle Entertainment and it's all on my neck

They got security, I know I'm a threat

Let my girl flex on all of you hoes

Hit the gas then I'm gone, can't hang out with a **** like me no more

Why you gotta talk all that shit? (Talk)

Can't you see I'm off of this shit? (Yeah, i'm off)

Put my fucking soul in this shit (Soul)

**** got me up on posters and shit

Me and my **** be zoning, I do this shit till the morning

Already know this the calling, write all these hits while I was yawning

Come here, let's show you the ropes, bitch

Shot that new video in snow, bitch

Already know I'm the coldest

How they get hit? I take focus

Flow run away ****, now the paper coming to me like ándale, ****

Talking to my dreams like samase, ****

Plus, the new shit sounding like a hurricane, ****

Cups got bigger, shooter got better and the paper got longer

And the pussy got wetter

Fuck all your dabs, you couldn't even make me in a lab

Gustavo, Gustavo

Gustavo, Gustavo

Me and my **** is bandits, not snitches, my ****

Don't talk what you don't know

Gustavo, Gustavo

Gustavo, Gustavo

Yeah

I fuck with Gustavo way more than Pablo, my ****