Goons lyrics

by

Ronny J


[verse 1]
Pour up the Sprite then go get me some gas
Pull on that n*gga block shoot with no mask
You ain't got to flex cause you don't got no cash pull up on yo block and then take what you have

[Verse 2]
Can't even see I ain't even got vision
I keep a hoe in the kitchen she whipping
Red new Ferrari it look like the devil we racing
These n*ggas on a whole new level

[Verse 3]
I post with a 30 these n*ggas don't got
We was juggin up stacks in a brand new yacht
He blamed it on me but it wasn't my fault the money we got came straight out the vault

n*gga thought he was hard till we shot up his car
These b*tches ain't real they just gone swipe yo card
We high like the space we take that b*tch to Mars
I only got foreigns and explicit new cars

[Verse 4]
You know you ain't tough so why would you fake it
Ayy bich you ain't tough we gone knock off yo braces
My n*ggas gone f*ck on yo mama just face it ain't going
To court they dismissing my cases
Hot like the oven but cold like the winter I'm whooping these
n*ggas just like master splinter
I don't got respect take no b*tch out to dinner flex JG
Swerve on yo block in a sprinter

[Verse 5]
Flex on a n*gga ain't ready for sauce
I ran off with his shoes now chasing that bag
That 30 gone help case a n*gga gone touch me
I don't want yo b*tch cause that Lil hoe is dusty
Smoking on gas and that b*tch hella musty

I'm flexxin hard and these n*ggas can't touch me
Wish that he did I'ma finnesse his ice
Go to his crib and then f*ck on his wife
He pray to God that this clip save his life

[Verse 6]
I earn this money all this sh*t is mine tho
I got some n*ggas that shoot like it's Rambo
I pour some lean in my goddamn faygo
I'm getting rich and you know how that sh*t go
Most of my n*ggas sell weed out the window
I never snitch on a n*gga no way
Got a A-K just to shoot out yo brain
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