GUILTY BY ASSOCIATION Lyrics

(Right)

Yes your the best girl you so fine

Must admit you the finest on my line

(Right)

So what's the deal

We was Chilin or we made up

Cuz you complaining bout bitches

But giving niggas hugs (Huh)

Maybe I'm trippin I'm honest

You just aint true enough

Like who you think it was

Uelo aint the fucken one

Nah

I get crazy when i ghost ride

Gotta put the wheels on when i catch the ride

Doing Hella reckless shit with the set

Know its dumb but I'm floating

Long as i cash the check

And i rock with the set

My pockets is fat i get nauseous

Subconscious

When i see threats

Coming from a shorty on my damn line

Fuck

You really blew my damn high

I keep it constant

The flow is ridonkless

The sound wavy

Fuck you Pay me

Cuz now we not stopping (Aye)

Bar Hoppin

Panties dropping (aye)

While yo dumb ass trippin

In the kitchen Doin dishes

But not now shorty don't cry now

I was staying loyal working on that top sound

You was out there wilding

Making Hella rounds, you was playing round

While i was Tryna hold it down (facts)

Yea and you broke my roof

Hit me with Hella rules and you broke those too

(Stop playing)

And don't be so quick to neglect

The way you came was crazy its disrespect

So when you see me out here thriving in my craft

Just know that your forever in my past

Yea when you see me out here thriving in my craft

Just know that your forever in my past

(Bitch)

Just know that I'm forever Chasin cash

This whip got like 220 on the dash (Erks)

And it tell me when I'm driving fast

But i still push it

She love the sound it made when i push it

So now we

Back breaking (Aye)

No escaping

Brick laying (Aye)

She said that I'm the greatest (Aye)

In the morning making bacon (Aye)

No fakin (aye)

We earth quaking (aye)

Not passin we gon face it

Lets face it this shit spaceship

Know I'm next up other rappers gotta face this

Go pound for pound I'm not basic

Shorty want rounds and rounds

I got patience (Come here)

But is you knowin what you in for

Let's do a body tour

You get a round of applause

Never ask what it cost

Just relax I'm a boss, I

Need a map Cuz I'm lost (For real)

And the ring is on frost

Keep it chill I don't floss

And she raunchy

You Wana spend your time in

Givenchy, Fendi, Versace

(Gervenchy?)

When Uelo Tryna make hits

And remove all the Oppy's (Brrr)

Don't Just be consuming me, Probably

In it for the trips and the fame, And the broccoli (chill)

You aint fooling nobody, copy

Woke up in the morning

With her bags in the lobby (Geez)

So now she not staying (No)

She don't Wana witness greatness (No)

She said that i was fakin (No)

Guilty by association