Purpose
(Goose)
Yeah, Thugger, Thugger, yeah
Goose with another
(Goose with another one)
Yeah, uh
Thugger, hey!
This a letter to my slimes, what's brackin' slimes? (Slimes)
I had your back every single last fuckin' time
And you know I'm the only one who's gon' die 'bout you (what?)
And you know in Pluto I can stand side to side with you (I swear)
I'm livin' every week like it's my birthday week (I swear)
I can be a birthday freak
Ah-ah bitch, I'm working while you lurkin' me
I'm in the street like it's my worst week (I swear)
My bitch boolin' and she say she want that Birkin B
Ma asked was my purpose, then
Mama say, "I ain't have no choice but to do my mothafuckin' thing"
Got my shoes, I tied 'em up and made a whole 'nother lane
My diamonds shining, they glistenin'
But they ain't from Johnny fuckin' Dang
You say, "Her cat was terrific" and I said the same damn thing
Same damn time
These bitches and these niggas wanna see a nigga dead
Damn why's that? Spam that shit nigga
I'm dumpin' on your bitch (yeah)
No Donald, I'll Trump that bitch
Ho say it again, say it again
Kush smell like a skunk (woo)
Bitch, I'm fresher than a punk
Okay, now tell me how you want it (what?)
You know that I got it? (What!?)
Big booty ho from Houston
I bang red like a Rocket
Okay, well she done been around you
I know all about her
I wanna put a 8-ball in her corner pocket
I just read her diary, went and bought her that Mercedes
No cop car, she a Taurus
Yeah, that T, that mean she taken (she's mine)
She don't feel right 'til she play me
She won't take my bread, no baby
And just for that, I would love to keep her
She keep going 'round like an equator
I'll introduce her to paper
Bitch, it's a bando, it's vacant
I bought ice just for my acres
Damn, there go a superstar, no shaker
Hey, I grab that pistol and erase 'em
Mama say, "I ain't have no choice but to do my mothafuckin' thing"
Got my shoes, I tied 'em up and made a whole 'nother lane
My diamonds shining, they glistenin'
But they ain't from Johnny fuckin' Dang
You say, "Her cat was terrific" and I said the same damn thing
You feel the same way 'bout it, you feel the same way
I swear I'll catch me a body, these niggas try to play
You know I'm rich, but ain't make you the girl in the same day
You know I don't care about cheese on my head like Green Bay
No way, José (yah)
You like my motherfuckin' fate today (oh)
I might catch her 'round the way, stray and save the day
Put that dick inside her she stuck, she stuck like clay
(Yah, yah)
Yeah, Thugger, Thugger, yeah
Goose with another
(Goose with another one)
Yeah, uh
Thugger, hey!
This a letter to my slimes, what's brackin' slimes? (Slimes)
I had your back every single last fuckin' time
And you know I'm the only one who's gon' die 'bout you (what?)
And you know in Pluto I can stand side to side with you (I swear)
I'm livin' every week like it's my birthday week (I swear)
I can be a birthday freak
Ah-ah bitch, I'm working while you lurkin' me
I'm in the street like it's my worst week (I swear)
My bitch boolin' and she say she want that Birkin B
Ma asked was my purpose, then
Mama say, "I ain't have no choice but to do my mothafuckin' thing"
Got my shoes, I tied 'em up and made a whole 'nother lane
My diamonds shining, they glistenin'
But they ain't from Johnny fuckin' Dang
You say, "Her cat was terrific" and I said the same damn thing
Same damn time
These bitches and these niggas wanna see a nigga dead
Damn why's that? Spam that shit nigga
I'm dumpin' on your bitch (yeah)
No Donald, I'll Trump that bitch
Ho say it again, say it again
Kush smell like a skunk (woo)
Bitch, I'm fresher than a punk
Okay, now tell me how you want it (what?)
You know that I got it? (What!?)
Big booty ho from Houston
I bang red like a Rocket
Okay, well she done been around you
I know all about her
I wanna put a 8-ball in her corner pocket
I just read her diary, went and bought her that Mercedes
No cop car, she a Taurus
Yeah, that T, that mean she taken (she's mine)
She don't feel right 'til she play me
She won't take my bread, no baby
And just for that, I would love to keep her
She keep going 'round like an equator
I'll introduce her to paper
Bitch, it's a bando, it's vacant
I bought ice just for my acres
Damn, there go a superstar, no shaker
Hey, I grab that pistol and erase 'em
Mama say, "I ain't have no choice but to do my mothafuckin' thing"
Got my shoes, I tied 'em up and made a whole 'nother lane
My diamonds shining, they glistenin'
But they ain't from Johnny fuckin' Dang
You say, "Her cat was terrific" and I said the same damn thing
You feel the same way 'bout it, you feel the same way
I swear I'll catch me a body, these niggas try to play
You know I'm rich, but ain't make you the girl in the same day
You know I don't care about cheese on my head like Green Bay
No way, José (yah)
You like my motherfuckin' fate today (oh)
I might catch her 'round the way, stray and save the day
Put that dick inside her she stuck, she stuck like clay
(Yah, yah)
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Writer(s): Jeffery Lamar Williams, Devant Wilkes
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