Nigga made a whole lotta guala Now I got a whole lotta problems (yeah) Main bitch fuckin' my partner (main bitch) Nigga, we ain't trippin', we ballin' (fool) And I got a whole lotta shotters (and I gotta) Hang around a whole lotta robbers (hang around)

And she want the guala guala And she like the guala guala Guala guala, yeah Guala guala, yeah Yeah, yeah, I'm gassin', woah You ain't 'bout that action, no, woah Yeah, yeah I'm 'laxin', woah Your bitch is cashin' Guala, guala, guala guala