GoonTalk
We come through and pick choppers up
Pussy ass nigga, you got to go pick your partners up
These niggas don't about me
I got to let them know
Brand new A.R.P.
I'm trying to let it blow
Damn
Nigga lets get it, these niggas cap like a fitted
Shit getting wicked, go everywhere with that blicky
I feel the tension, I keep it hot like friction
Put him on a shit bag, he on my shit list
Obviously, he ain't know I was a villain
Yea I'm jacking murder bitch I'm with the killing
Yea these niggas know that I be on that gang shit
For these niggas I can't say the same shit
He act stupid I'm leaving him brainless
I left 40 shells all on the pavement
I got to go pick them up, cause I can't be out here slipping up
Police trying to turn they lights on behind us
Do the race make them eat my dust
Pop-out the cut 40 tucked like a shirt
I'm trying to put him on a shirt
They say he got a bounty on his head
I'm trynna see what the fuck nigga worth
Been a lone goon since birth
I know I'm blessed but it feel like a curse
I can't beef with a nigga he dead
GO get your homie he up in a hearse
Pussy ass nigga, you got to go pick your partners up
These niggas don't about me
I got to let them know
Brand new A.R.P.
I'm trying to let it blow
Damn
Nigga lets get it, these niggas cap like a fitted
Shit getting wicked, go everywhere with that blicky
I feel the tension, I keep it hot like friction
Put him on a shit bag, he on my shit list
Obviously, he ain't know I was a villain
Yea I'm jacking murder bitch I'm with the killing
Yea these niggas know that I be on that gang shit
For these niggas I can't say the same shit
He act stupid I'm leaving him brainless
I left 40 shells all on the pavement
I got to go pick them up, cause I can't be out here slipping up
Police trying to turn they lights on behind us
Do the race make them eat my dust
Pop-out the cut 40 tucked like a shirt
I'm trying to put him on a shirt
They say he got a bounty on his head
I'm trynna see what the fuck nigga worth
Been a lone goon since birth
I know I'm blessed but it feel like a curse
I can't beef with a nigga he dead
GO get your homie he up in a hearse
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Writer(s): Stevares Pendergrast Jr
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