Guapdad 4000 – Lil Scammer That Could (ft. Denzel Curry) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

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Guapdad 4000 Lil Scammer That Could

If every rapper has an origin story, Guapdad 4000’s is that of a scammer. Having transitioned from a lifestyle of finessing and deception into one of bars and beats, the Oakland rapper has come a long way in only a few short years. Now, following a major break as a key player on the J. Cole-led Revenge Of The Dreamers 3 compilation album, Guap has been steadily proving his worth as a solo artist. One who has revealed versatility time and again, once more with the release of his new single “Lil Scammer That Could.”

Currently released in select international markets, Guap’s latest finds him taking to James Delgado’s production with a noted sense of aggression. There’s a chip on his shoulder, and given how affable he tends to be, it’s somewhat jarring to hear. Yet not entirely unsuccessful, as it imbues his words with a certain urgency that’s kind of refreshing — if a little less refined than usual.

Guapdad 4000 – Lil Scammer That Could (ft. Denzel Curry) (prod. James Delgado)

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Lyrics

[Intro: Guapdad 4000]
Yeah, look at this
James Delgado
Would you look at this?

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]
Look at this, way too many hoes on my dick
I can’t even take a fuckin’ piss (Piss)
Big weird, stop actin’ like R. Kelly, lil’ bro (Ah)
Fake woke hoes, they just fuckin’ for brunch (Brunch)
Bitch, my money longer than the DMV, line, line
Cartier my eyes, got my VV, VV sublime-blime-blime
Money talk, so you not speakin’ bands (Bands)
Take over the world, ’cause I think I can, I think I can

[Verse 1: Guapdad 4000]
I know I can, I go again, these niggas is annoying
I’m flexin’, I flexed on them, rub it in like ointment
They throwin’ bands at my bitch, my ego is enormous
Gigantic, I see your antic, you ain’t informant
Forment, these niggas snitchin’, these niggas bitches
Hungry, I’m eatin’ bitches and shittin’ riches
Indulgin’, please don’t interrupt me when I’m dosin’
Paperazzi takin’ pictures, I just be posin’
They [?], I leave ’em jawless, I’m from West Stokely
Dope fiends, with my fam’, I’m from where the dope is
Took me for a store walk, serve ’em then got to a roof
Wipe me down like floor mops, I’ma rip the doors up
I’ma put the doors up, the Tesla like a [?]
Swipin’ on your store front, we come to fuck your store up
It’s just me and James Delgado scrubbin’ cars down on the model
Drink my liquor straight from bottle, shooter with me, hostile

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]
Look at this, way too many hoes on my dick
I can’t even take a fuckin’ piss (Piss)
Big weird, stop actin’ like R. Kelly, lil’ bro (Never)
Fake woke hoes, they just fuckin’ for brunch (Mimosa)
Bitch, my money longer than the DMV, line, line
Cartier my eyes, got my VV, VV sublime-blime-blime
Money talk, so you not speakin’ bands (Hah)
Take over the world, ’cause I think I can, I think I can

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
I know I can, I know I can, I’m juggin’ off the Instagram
I swipe it all, I gotta scram, proceed to hit the running man
What you know about a scam? Wanna pull up in a Lamb’?
Tired of sittin’ in a kitchen everyday just eatin’ spam
Fuck diamonds and pearls, I want all the coal and all the clams
Bought me a new iPhone and see all the apps or holograms
Dodgin’ ham, pig, oink-oink, with the body cam
They will never catch me for the law and I don’t give a damn
Ooh, back in the day it was me and my goons
I came from Carol City, caught a flight to Cancún
My neck come from the Bay, it’s a Boss Tycoon
RIP to Mac Dre, he was gone too soon
Real nigga here, so you better make room
Chopper street sweeper, hit that man with the broom
I gotta bet it all, ’cause a nigga can’t lose
I gotta bet it all, ’cause a nigga-

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]
Look at this, way too many hoes on my dick
I can’t even take the fuckin’ piss (Piss)
Big weird, stop actin’ like R. Kelly, lil’ bro (Never)
Fake woke hoes, they just fuckin’ for brunch (Mimosa)
Bitch, my money longer than the DMV, line, line
Cartier my eyes, got my VV, VV sublime-blime-blime
Money talk, so you not speakin’ bands (Hah)
Take over the world, ’cause I think I can, I think I can, I