Released: December 20, 2019

Featuring: Snoop Dogg

Songwriter: Snoop Dogg Guapdad 4000

Producer: James Delgado

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]
Takin' all bets, I'm all in (Bet somethin')
Stack it up 'til it start fallin' (Stack)
I whip the sauce they get lost in
Look at me, mama, I'm flossin' (Mama)
Ayy, I'm flossin' (Ayy)
Look at me, mama, I'm flossin' (Oh)
Ayy, I'm flossin'
Yeah, woah, woah (It's a check)

[Verse 1: Guapdad 4000]
Flossin', I'm chasin', plus lots of shit be on my mind
Played you like VHS, make a movie, then rewind
I think I might drop you, so can we do it one more time?
I got mountains to gain, but you not ready for the climb
Runnin' from the truth, I ignore the routes, ayy
Drownin' in Hennessy, I'm drinkin' for every mood, wait
When you get hammered, it's just easy for you to screw
I'm addicted to pussy, I will never be through, ayy
I'm just standin' out the roof, spillin' liquor on my rental seats
Rackin' up rental fees, I could be my own enemy
Need a fuckboy forcefield, protectin' my energy
Stuck in the cracks like change in the seats
Wanna pitch a double header like softball throws
Orphan in the game, I could never slide home
Got a batter up like I'm cookin' pancakes
I just hope I don't ever strike out (Ayy)

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]
Takin' all bets, I'm all in (Bet somethin')
Stack it up 'til it start fallin' (Stack)
I whip the sauce they get lost in
Look at me, mama, I'm flossin' (Mama)
Ayy, I'm flossin' (Ayy, flossin')
Look at me, mama, I'm flossin' (Oh)
Ayy, I'm flossin'
Yeah, woah, woah (It's a)

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Money in my hand, got the world in the other
Real niggas on my team, sexy girl as my lover
Got my brothers banded up (Woo), whole family straight
Money is the key, motivation is the hate
I got this real shit poppin' over here, I'm doin' great
I got so much game, that I could sell by the crate
You get it somewhere else, then you're makin' a mistake
I'm the best to ever do it, that ain't up for no debate
Real nigga, floss bigger
Baddest bitch up in the room, dawg, gotta get her
Got these racks in the middle with a two piece on each side
Bitches lined up, lookin' for a free ride, but me, I'm
Focused on nothin' but my smokin' zone
Stress free with a bad bitch I'm pokin' on
I do more and say less, the rude boy stay fresh
In a blue Porsche or the 'Vette, on the set (East Side, what up, cuz?)

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]
Takin' all bets, I'm all in (Bet somethin')
Stack it up 'til it start fallin' (Stack)
I whip the sauce they get lost in
Look at me, mama, I'm flossin' (Mama)
Ayy, I'm flossin' (Ayy, flossin')
Look at me, mama, I'm flossin' (Oh)
Ayy, I'm flossin'
Yeah, woah, woah (It's a check)
Takin' all bets, I'm all in (Bet somethin')
Stack it up 'til it start fallin' (Stack)
I whip the sauce they get lost in
Look at me, mama, I'm flossin' (Mama)
Ayy, I'm flossin' (Ayy, flossin')
Look at me, mama, I'm flossin' (Oh)
Ayy, I'm flossin'
Yeah, woah, woah (It's a check)

Guapdad 4000

The nattilly dressed amateur zoologist and rising Oakland talent got his start in the rap game, by default, because with two parents in and out of jail (in and unintentionally sometimes in overlapping intervals), and with both siblings & grandparents in need of care, Guapdad turned to shoplifting, credit card swiping and also fencing stolen goods (“finnaming” in his own words). After becoming tired of the back and forth cycle of petty crime, he turned to a rap career which started with a bus trip to Los Angeles with only $20 in his pocket.