Guilt Trip (feat. Kid Cudi) (Prod. By Ackeejuice Rockers, Kanye West, Mike Dean, Symbolyc One & Travi$ Scott)
Intro: I need to call it off I need to, I need to make it known 'nother one, something gone Capricorn Dancing out on the lawn Fancy like the things she likes She lives her life I'm living mine
Hook: Popcaan All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, sof-sof-softer sof-softer All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, softer than clay
Verse: Maybe it's cause she into Leos and I was into trios Plus all the trips to Rio couldn't have helped It's gettin' cold, better bring your ski clothes Peekin' through the keyhole, the door locked by myself And I'm feelin' it right now, cause it's the time when my heart got shot down Blocka, blocka, blocka-blocka, blocka Pour a little champagne, cranberry vodka Feelin' lied to like parents never said you adopted Your feelins like Zulu, then nothing is a Shaka I hit her with Jamaican dick, I'm the new Shabba She lookin' for her daddy, call me Big Poppa On to the next saga Focus on the future and let the crew knock her Star Wars fur, yeah, I'm rockin' Chewbacca The one Chief Rocka, number-one Chief Rocka
Hook
Bridge: Popcaan None ah dem have the guts to rise it and spray None ah dem have the guts to bust the SK
Interlude: Kid Cudi Ohh, ohh, ohh If you love me so much then why'd you let me go? If you love me so much then why'd you let me go? If you love me so much then why'd you let me go? Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go If you love me so much then why'd you let me go? Let me go, let me go