LYRIC

Foolish – Rich Brian, Warren Hue & Guapdad 4000 Lyrics

[Intro]
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[Verse 1: Guapdad 4000]
Whole squad in the car, finna hop and we mobbin’ (Yeah)
Leavin’ the sideshow, the droptop spotless (Droptop)
Baby, it’s a check and the flex not modest (Yeah)
Goin’ through my phone, I got a pretty girl problem (Brr)
I don’t think that you could save me, the Bay, it raised me
She wanna come and party with a groovy Asian
Who could blame you? (Yeah)
Frisco, Richmond, Oakland, baby
Me and you not the same, it’s money in my pants
I throw it then escape, in back to back Benzes
Throw the cup back then it’s back to my senses
Had to back up from backin’ ya’ll interests
Long as I’m lit, I don’t really need friendships
Knocking down walls, we don’t really need fences
Now I’m on point like en gaurde fencing
Money talk for me, baby, I don’t gotta mention (Hahahaha)
Yeah, but it’s like

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]
It’s like every time they talk about it, but they never do it (Yeah)
Put my plans in motion, baby, I’m tryna get movin’
Money on my mind, baby (Yeah, hehe), I’m tryna be foolish (That’s why I got)
Money on my mind, baby (Yeah), I’m tryna be foolish (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Warren Hue]
Yeah, ayy, ayy
Man, I got that fire tongue, lit like a lighter
H-O-T-H-U-E July (Huh)
And I got like more duffle bags just to pile
Racks for survival, other one to buy with
Hol’ up, let me pick and choose
This no interview, why you askin’ so many questions?
Y’all know the truth, yeah
This ain’t GQ but I dress G cute
Might be in them Vogues in my pinnacle, I’m too digital
I don’t look like a lamb, do a Civic zoom
Yeah, the kid is back, I ain’t kiddin’, mang
For the people that ain’t with it, mang
What’s my ETA? Switchin’ lane, we gon’ misbehave
Hey, this the new era, I’m too terror, I look mirror
Think I’m best and his mind clever
This new cheddar, fill up my past errors
I’m undercover like the Japanese brand
Gettin’ the bag, fetti attached to my body like celebration (Yeah, yeah, uh)

[Verse 3: Rich Brian]
Yeah, I’ve been that, pull up with tinted Caddy never, Lac though
Never cappin’, and never foldin’ like a broken Macbook
4 vibes on speed dial
I don’t wanna work, I need me some me time
Body you in six seconds, revine for revine
My hands get read minds, I’ll never rewind
I do not play either, people deserve freedom
Me gettin’ bag is really good for the-
Economy, whippin’ the Audi, hit the stage and get the moshpit goin’
I been reborn, hit the Eastside strip loin, shawty dancin’ like a robot
Bitcoins, walk to the bank, your flow stank, my flow dope, DEA
In this case I’ma tell the lawyer give me raise
Nobody better tell me what I cannot do (Okay)
You like a TV remote ’cause you always lose (Okay)
Feel like I can fly when I be on the goose (Okay)
You got your homies but they never tell the truth (Okay)

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]
It’s like every time they talk about it, but they never do it (Yeah)
Put my plans in motion, baby, I’m tryna get movin’
Money on my mind, baby (Yeah, hehe), I’m tryna be foolish (That’s why I got)
Money on my mind, baby (Yeah), I’m tryna be foolish (Yeah)

  1. Chasity

    October 8, 2021 at 7:53 pm

    Who just randomly came back to the song.

  2. Cheyenne

    November 26, 2021 at 11:11 am

    The only meaning that I can understand is that the food he’s eating is yummy.

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