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[Intro: Goonew]
(Ha, Goonrich, n*gga, let's go, ha)
Go

[Verse 1: Goonew]
John Cena I can't even see these n*ggas
It's a lot of rounds when we pullin' them triggers
I'm big slime, I ain't trustin' no n*gga
Ha, let's go
I ain't even playin' with him
Get over top of that we tryna blam him
Somebody gon' die tonight, 'cause Goonrich, I ain't playin' with 'em, uh
I be with them killers, the robbers, the steppers and drug dealers
I'm rockin' Givenchy, Balenciaga I ain't rockin' no Hilfiger (Givenchy, Balenciaga n*gga)

[Verse 2: Xanman & Lil Dude]
You f*cked up act like you don't know a n*gga
Caught him at Top Golf, put a hole in him
f*ck that lil' b*tch she a gold digger
Passin' that pistol n*gga he ain't no killer
I'm takin' them RP 10s
Bluffin' like sh*t you ain't spinnin' no bins
AMG I'ma spin in a Benz
n*ggas be tippin' I thought we was men
This ARP I'ma press him
Thought you was street ain't applyin' the pressure
Fantastic 4 the .40 gon' stretch him
Ten band jugg lil' b*tch it'll cap you
Your b*tch on my crotch, she like how I'm dressin'
Pull up with the drugs, they call me Ray [?]
Got shot in his leg, I call it a EpiPen (Trapnanana)
Whole lotta fat sh*t big n*gga with the racks on him
[Verse 3: Lil Dude & Goonew]
Uh, Trapnanana
There was a time I used to have testers
Shoot his big homie gon' teach him a lesson
Tie up the plug, and take him to a desert
Brodie like Han, he shoot with his left hand
I'm slidin' with cuz, you know that's my right hand
I was in the trap, before all this rap sh*t
A young n*gga glew up, that was a accident
When the Extar hit, he be doin' them backflips
When he got caught in the trenches, they stripped him and trapped him (Blllrt)
They'll never tell you how n*ggas be actin' (Let's go)
These n*ggas ain't right, these n*ggas don't tap in

[Verse 4: Goonew]
Ha, double back, we get this sh*t, poppin'
Young n*ggas geeked up, Glocks poppin'
Too many clips, keepin' it rockin' (Blllrt)
Bad lil' b*tch and I bought her some bottoms (Bah)
Uh, let's go (Let's go)
I put that sh*t on the road
I got a cape but I ain't savin' a ho
I got a blood b*tch she tryna smoke, uh
Pour lean while I'm f*ckin' a ho
Five bands, gotta pay what you owe (Five)
Fifty bands, get that sh*t for the low (Fifty)
Don't ask me questions man that sh*t is a no
[Outro: Goonew]
Ha, let's go, huh, yeah (Ha, let's go n*gga, we ain't playin' with these n*ggas we tryna get it off, huh)
Ha, n*gga (Ha, I'm passin' that b*tch and I give and I go)
Ha, ha, ha (Ha, these n*ggas be bluffin' they b*tches be floatin')
And I'm tryna slide tonight, uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh (Ha, yeah, what, uh uh uh uh)
And I'm tryna slide tonight (Buhm-buhm-buhm-buh)
(Ha, ha, uh, and I'm tryna slide tonight)