Sucka Free

Album: Don't Tap The Glass (2025)
Charted: 58 48
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  • This that East Side Hawthorne, ride down El Segundo to PCH shit
    Put your top down, sun beaming, for real, hmm

    I'm that guy, tryna get my paper, baby
    I'm that guy for really
    I'm that guy, tryna get my paper, baby
    I'm that guy for really

    Yeah, ayy, city back up (ayy)
    Got my racks up (ayy, bro)
    Baby blue Beamer, watch it back up
    Got my jewels on, sure I'm strapped up
    We don't know you, nigga, back up, uh-huh
    Pockets full of chili like it's hot sauce (uh-huh)
    Niggas actin' silly, just to pop off
    Hop off my dick, there's some hoes in here
    Odd Future, Wolf Gang, all the bros in here
    You niggas bums, you never really figured it out
    You the type to let a bitch wear a shoe in your house
    You the type to buy a chain before some furniture, couch
    And you the type of nigga never had a fist hit your mouth (bink-bink-bink, huh)
    You ain't got no guap, no paper, ain't no ink
    See, I'm that guy, give a fuck what you think (nigga)
    So please, keep that weirdo shit from me
    I'm just stackin' up my cheese tryna stay sucker-free

    I'm that guy (I'm that guy), tryna get my paper, baby
    I'm that guy (I'm that guy) for really
    I'm that guy (I'm that guy), tryna get my paper, baby
    I'm that guy (I'm that guy) for really

    I'm stackin' my ones on a Tuesday, I'm gettin' that paper
    I'm stackin' my ones on a weekend, I'm gettin' that paper

    Throw all the bums to the back, bitch, I'm dumb to the max
    I'm him, I'm that guy, run and tell that
    All that street talk corny, y'all rats
    Bro, you are a good man, what you know about that?
    Niggas weird and that's on my mommy
    Hoes tell, we don't need no lobby
    Get the extras, ain't need no hobby
    Drop the top, I'm never sloppy, keep a thumper
    Brodie, can you please hop off my bumper, nigga?

    I'm that guy, tryna get my paper, baby (niggas weird, bro)
    I'm that guy (I'm that guy) for really
    I'm that guy (I'm that guy) tryna get my paper, baby
    I'm that guy (I'm that guy) for really

    I'm stackin' my ones on a Tuesday, I'm gettin' that paper
    I'm stackin' my ones on a weekend (yeah)
    I'm gettin' that paper (what y'all niggas on, bro?)
    I'm stackin' my ones on a Tuesday, I'm gettin' that paper
    I'm stackin' my ones on a weekend, I'm gettin' that paper

    (I been waiting, I been waiting)
    (I been waiting, I been waiting) mind your business, mind your figures, nigga
    (I been waiting, I been waiting)
    (I been waiting on you)
    Get your paper up and turn the goofy down
    For real, yeah, bro, hm (don't tap the glass) Writer/s: Tyler Gregory Okonma
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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