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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Blume III
Songwriter
Nils Noehden
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amani "A $" Hernández
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Eddie Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
Kenny Beats
Producer
Nils
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Wop, brr, yeah)
(Woah, Kenny)
[Verse 2]
Like a preschooler in my garage playing switcharoo
I park the red one, put the yellow one front of the blue
I had the county blues, now every day I'm counting the blues
No lean in Mountain Dews, Guwop, I'm so proud of you
Accountants count it, two stacks so tall got a mountain view
My house so big, this bitch mistook it for the Fountainbleau (Huh?)
First time I copped the Deuce, said "Guwop, I'm so proud of you" (Skrrt skrrt)
Guwop still Trap God and they quote me more than Dr. Seuss (Wop)
[Verse 3]
I'm way richer than when I got out three years ago (Richer than y'all)
I freestyle, don't even write, don't even think no more (I ain't writing down shit)
Put the lean down, I don't want it, I don't drink no more (Lean, lean)
You ain't my friend, you ain't my rider, man we can't link no more (Fuck my opps)
Ran out of places to tattoo, can't get no ink no more
Fresh off parole and I can't go back to the clink no more (Huh?)
[Verse 4]
I had the county blues, now every day I'm counting blues
No lean in Mountain Dews, Guwop, I'm so proud of you (Brr)
[Verse 5]
New clothing line, call it Delantic (Delantic? It's new, it's new)
My pinky ring sunk the Titanic (It's true, it's true, brr)
She say I'm fine, she threw her panties (Wow)
The coldest **** on the planet (Brr, it's Wop, cold)
Coupe dropped the top, I call her Janet (It's Janet, bitch)
Them boys fell off, it's like they vanished
Extendo tucked, this bitch gigantic
I upped the strap, them **** panic (Guwop)
[Verse 6]
I'm way richer than when I got out three years ago (Richer than y'all)
I freestyle don't even write, don't even think no more (I ain't writing down shit)
Put the lean down, I don't want it, I don't drink no more (Lean, lean)
You ain't my friend, you ain't my rider, man we can't link no more (Fuck my opps)
Ran out of places to tattoo, can't get no ink no more
Fresh off parole and I can't go back to the clink no more (Huh?)
I had the county blues, now every day I'm counting the blues
No lean and Mountain Dews, Guwop, I'm so proud of you (Guwop)
[Verse 7]
Gu-Guwop, I'm so proud of you (Huh?)
No lean and Mountain Dews, Guwop, I'm so proud of you
Written by: Kenneth Blume, Nils Noehden, Radric Davis