Fuck The Rap Game (Remix)

[Produced by Metro Boomin] [Hook : Jose Guapo] Fuck the rap game, fuck the rap game Fuck the rap game, fuck the rap game All these rappers know they pussies anyway All these rappers know they pussies anyway Fuck the rap game, fuck the rap game Fuck the rap game, fuck the rap game Whether I rap or not nigga we gon' be straight Whether I rap or not nigga we gon' be straight [Verse 1 : Jose Guapo] I think I started kickin' shit the year '06 Since my heart so cold I had to ice my neck and wrist You know I ran my check up and fucked every bitch Real homie what it do? You know I still ain't worried 'bout shit Purple bale down a hundred pound we got them truck load nigga Ridin' around smokin' on Keisha Got the F&N tucked in the console nigga Got a lotta bands, yea we got them bands Brrrr wanna hear a drumroll nigga You know my niggas don give a damn Do you want me to unload nigga Po' up, po' up, po' up, po' up, po' up All I drink's dirty Old ass rapper, I think this nigga forty (Bussin'!) Straight drop right out the pot I'm talkin' 36 (Gambino!) I keep shooters 'round me foo, Rollie worth a brick! I'm in Houston with 2 hoes, lookin' elegant (She bad!) Guap-Obama in my city I'm the president (No lie!) All these rappers goin' broke, man they full of shit (Broke) Just hit a lick if he ain't on foreign shit (M&M's nigga!) Million dollar kitchen I'm bout' to Forbes list (M&M's nigga!) I shitted on my teachers in Rolls Royces Chico end up dope in Porsches These niggas wifin' hoes, I'm just divorcin' If you ain't worth a mill you ain't important And these new Giuseppe's cost your mortgage Fuck these niggas thoughts, Guapo been a boss Fuck the rap game, servin' out a loft [Hook] [Verse 2 : Offset] I don't fuck with you rappers Bitin' and takin' my swag when you know I'm the master Trapper turned rapper, bando turned mansion Hannah Montana crowd jumpin' like [?] If I was not artist I wouldn't have a problem with selling Bob Marley Or selling Icarly I probably be jiggy, finessin' for 50 at [?] Cheetah my Louboutins, walkin' safari Your favorite rapper I'm his favorite artist Murder Versace put it in a coffin Sippin' on Actavis like it was coffee QC the label and we independent Most of them niggas ain't gettin no Benjis The flow that you spittin' and you know we invented The media sayin' it and all the critics Fuck the rap game! [Verse 3 : Takeoff] I know real street niggas, fuck the rap game Strike for a hundred M's on the dice game Black Corvette, I Forgi my rims and I'm in the fast lane I got a noise complain because of the way my mockingbirds sing Pull my Murciélago "mi Guapo!" Yeah that's my vato sellin' Taco Get you knocked off and my migo'll chop you My niggas they psycho, but ride with the rifle The world full of devils, I'm readin' my bible You say you the king and I'm takin' your title You niggas wasn't rappin' like this before Migos The ruggedest flow, swiper no swiping [Hook] [Verse 4 : Quavo] They know that we settin' the trend, we come in the rap game Versace made me take the pot and I threw it away I'm still connected in the streets My nigga trapped in the dope game I still got some niggas locked up in the chain gang Fuck the rap game your favorite rapper is bitin' the steelo Don't think I'm cray when I hop in the car and I 'rari young Guapo [Hook]