Canadian Goose
Aye bruh Hold on
Let me just finsih this verse real fast
Okay, Fasho
I'm like yeee
Been stacking my cheese
Don't know what you meean
My fit be too cleean
Thinking bout that goose
Ima get it if I choose too
Skinny dude but I'm eating good my cheese blue
Used to care, but I ain't tripping on what she do
Throw it back for me baby, MAKE'em Jeans MOVE!
She get wild at the party
Many hands on her White Tee!
Lil boy got a pussy that he guardin
He must think that he buff off bacardi
Ima help him die lit like he carti
To the moon how I'm coming got the whole squad behind me
If my brothers moving weird
I gotta go take out itachi
Cause my heart, like yo strap
Still ain't got on no attachments!
Underbarrel swipe light
I ain't gone let nothin happen! (On the gang)
Keep the glocky on me and a SMITH Looking for ACTION!
Sleeping off the Woky Ima have to skip the Ambien
Showing off my Feathers and she like that it's Canadian
Had to stretch my cash a lil bit like an accordion
I gotta get my money right Bitch, I wanna Stack TEN
Break necks!
It's why I'm always running like mcfarland
Had to make a move because like everybody calling
You the type of Bitch me and my Brother ALWAYS dodging!
I'm locked in!
Every night you sleeping I was looking for a profit
Been the coolest kidd around since I went into kindergarten
I'm a masochist just chillin when I'm sipping Remy Martins
Always Reminiscing on the past you know you gotta stop it
You lost in it, your feelings didn't matter it was toxic
You know I had to drop a crazy bitch cause she kept talking
It was falling getting hotter by the day like it was august
And I was know she hate me now but damn it's better being honest
I keep tryna get out and eat
I been talking to myself hopin' no one sees
It was harder than a bitch getting on my feet
I was praying up to god
He just don't hear me
So I'm bouta get up and get off my knees
Cause like I ain't saying please
I'ma go in get right
Try to find a fuckin seat
This the ride of yo life
You could live or you could die
Just don't waste my time
"Long reign killer face" no other way to say it
Ain't no law obiding citizen but all my bitch obey
Kinda funny how I say it cause like yeah you know my name
You better pray you ain't my pray cause I'd eat yo pretty face
I be hauling every place I'm tryna make out fucking valley
Tryna make it to the top I'm tryna find the tallest mountain
Everyone be drippin' now but damn I'm be looking like a fountain
And i got him MIA his whereabouts are like a dolphins
Tryna get the money now these bitches really bonkers
I ain't give em shit unless it's hidden in my dockers
Must've been the THC up in them fucking topicals
Ion give a shit I got an eigth of something tropical
Filling up the blunt it kinda look like a tarantula
Need a lil vamp bitch sucking like she dracula
If he think he buff I'll put a bullet in his scapula
I'm the biggest goose and my coat it came from Canada!
Everything I'm spitting like a joke, but it's immaculate
This shit ain't an accident I'm really just in the mood
Used to call her pretty but like now she she beautiful
Thought about it later now I don't care if I loose you
Thinking bout that goose and I'ma get it if I choose too
Skinny dude always eating good my cheese blue
Used to care, but I ain't really trippin on what she do
Throw it back on me baby! MAKE'em Jeans MOVE!
She gets wild at the party many hands on a white Tee
Lil boy Got a pussy that he guardin
He must think that he buff off becardi
Ima help him die lit like he carti
Ugh at the ghetto section party
Aye that's a ghetto section party
Let me just finsih this verse real fast
Okay, Fasho
I'm like yeee
Been stacking my cheese
Don't know what you meean
My fit be too cleean
Thinking bout that goose
Ima get it if I choose too
Skinny dude but I'm eating good my cheese blue
Used to care, but I ain't tripping on what she do
Throw it back for me baby, MAKE'em Jeans MOVE!
She get wild at the party
Many hands on her White Tee!
Lil boy got a pussy that he guardin
He must think that he buff off bacardi
Ima help him die lit like he carti
To the moon how I'm coming got the whole squad behind me
If my brothers moving weird
I gotta go take out itachi
Cause my heart, like yo strap
Still ain't got on no attachments!
Underbarrel swipe light
I ain't gone let nothin happen! (On the gang)
Keep the glocky on me and a SMITH Looking for ACTION!
Sleeping off the Woky Ima have to skip the Ambien
Showing off my Feathers and she like that it's Canadian
Had to stretch my cash a lil bit like an accordion
I gotta get my money right Bitch, I wanna Stack TEN
Break necks!
It's why I'm always running like mcfarland
Had to make a move because like everybody calling
You the type of Bitch me and my Brother ALWAYS dodging!
I'm locked in!
Every night you sleeping I was looking for a profit
Been the coolest kidd around since I went into kindergarten
I'm a masochist just chillin when I'm sipping Remy Martins
Always Reminiscing on the past you know you gotta stop it
You lost in it, your feelings didn't matter it was toxic
You know I had to drop a crazy bitch cause she kept talking
It was falling getting hotter by the day like it was august
And I was know she hate me now but damn it's better being honest
I keep tryna get out and eat
I been talking to myself hopin' no one sees
It was harder than a bitch getting on my feet
I was praying up to god
He just don't hear me
So I'm bouta get up and get off my knees
Cause like I ain't saying please
I'ma go in get right
Try to find a fuckin seat
This the ride of yo life
You could live or you could die
Just don't waste my time
"Long reign killer face" no other way to say it
Ain't no law obiding citizen but all my bitch obey
Kinda funny how I say it cause like yeah you know my name
You better pray you ain't my pray cause I'd eat yo pretty face
I be hauling every place I'm tryna make out fucking valley
Tryna make it to the top I'm tryna find the tallest mountain
Everyone be drippin' now but damn I'm be looking like a fountain
And i got him MIA his whereabouts are like a dolphins
Tryna get the money now these bitches really bonkers
I ain't give em shit unless it's hidden in my dockers
Must've been the THC up in them fucking topicals
Ion give a shit I got an eigth of something tropical
Filling up the blunt it kinda look like a tarantula
Need a lil vamp bitch sucking like she dracula
If he think he buff I'll put a bullet in his scapula
I'm the biggest goose and my coat it came from Canada!
Everything I'm spitting like a joke, but it's immaculate
This shit ain't an accident I'm really just in the mood
Used to call her pretty but like now she she beautiful
Thought about it later now I don't care if I loose you
Thinking bout that goose and I'ma get it if I choose too
Skinny dude always eating good my cheese blue
Used to care, but I ain't really trippin on what she do
Throw it back on me baby! MAKE'em Jeans MOVE!
She gets wild at the party many hands on a white Tee
Lil boy Got a pussy that he guardin
He must think that he buff off becardi
Ima help him die lit like he carti
Ugh at the ghetto section party
Aye that's a ghetto section party
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