Guapo Lennon - Viral

(Hook) Repeat 2xs
Whipping up drip when I wanna get higher
Everything on me from John Geiger
Put it on the gram watch how I go viral
Busy down Lennon Ice on my attire woah
We do real diamonds ain’t wearing shop gold
I can’t run wit dat boi cuz I know that he told
I ain’t selling my soul imma stick to the code
Imma stick to the script or however it go
(Verse 1)
Used to be the type to act I ain’t know nothing till I figured out a way to live off my results
We came from Dirt now I’m giving all them n*ggas in the streets a lil bit of hope
Never been hard to see me now I pop out in 3D goin crazy at all my shows
Middle of the summer in a Moncler coat it’s a cold cold world and I’m playing in the snow
Ain’t none of us broke I came out with nothing
But I left the trap with a dub in my tote
I told him don’t jump that n*gga hard-headed he ain’t listen had to give him some rope
Tryna find right in my wrongs I pour out my heart n my songs I know imma blow
Over thinking now my head finna explode
On the road to riches yeah
(Hook) Repeat 2xs
Whipping up drip when I wanna get higher
Everything on me from John Geiger
Put it on the gram watch how I go viral
Bust down Lennon Ice on my attire woah
We do real diamonds ain’t wearing shop gold
I can’t run wit dat boi cuz I know that he told
I ain’t selling my soul imma stick to the code
Imma stick to the script or however it go
(Verse 2)
So f*ck they opinion like why in the hell would I listen when they ain’t believe in my vision
Wouldn’t even waste my breath tryna teach them a lesson they don’t relate how I’m living
We went from grams to ounces to chickens
I went from James to Tiggy to Lennon
Always been 1 of them guys to the woman
I’ll be to the top just give me a minute
They talking bout rags to riches
We went from them Soulja rags to Lennon
I’m tryna find right in my wrongs but something bout me keep finnesing these n*ggas
Lord could you help me make it out the system
Wonder would I live to make me a ticket
Wonder what about me make these n*ggas study how I move and wanna follow my lyrics
(Verse 3)
Stunting in my V-Lone
I been in the same sh*t all week long
The neighbors all know my name like I’m Trey Songz am I wrong
After I f*ck her I pass to her one of my dawgs b*tch get gone
I know I did you wrong I know hate when you hear these songs yeah
I even accepted ya flaws and all
When sh*t done got hard you ain’t okay ya part
When sh*t done got dark I was the only n*gga you can call yeah
I even drew out a thin line I thought that you would never cross yeah
Table turnt I’m no longer small b*tch imma boss yeah yeah
(Hook) Repeat 2xs
Whipping up drip when I wanna get higher
Everything on me from John Geiger
Put it on the gram watch how I go viral
Bust down Lennon Ice on my attire woah
We do real diamonds ain’t wearing shop gold
I can’t run wit dat boi cuz I know that he told
I ain’t selling my soul imma stick to the code
Imma stick to the script or however it go

Written by:
James Lee Livingston

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