GOON SQUAD

(Don't play with the strays)
(Yeah this the GOON squad)
Got my hands on the tool it's practical stuff
(What you know)
Lil bitch think he cool he actually tough
If the topic ain't money I'm backing it up
(You know it)
The bill talk for me I'm Daffy the duck
If these girls keep dancing I keep throwing em money
(Get at em)
She asked do u know my man yeh I know him he bummy
(Pussy)
If he want it he can get it he ain't taking it from me
Story short she rode for the carrot Lola the bunny
(She riding)
I be spraying with metal
The casings scrapping the pebbles
Lil rebel that run it like the Tasmanian devil
If I hear a word u say
I break your vertebrae
I leave necks torn
Foghorn leghorn
U getting techs drawn
Thinking you guessed wrong
I was digging in the crates with the children of the corn
(I really did that)
Stab u with a thorn
I been killing since I was born
His mother asked his sister where was his brother the next morn
(No entiendo)
But I ain't do that I'm an odd citizen
Hard to swallow like cinnamon
Bitches from the Dominican
Titties filled up with silicon
Booty they bearely get it in
If I hear My alarm the firearms Charmeleon
(Watch out)
Watch me put it in slow mo
I check up the logo
Stick pointed at your face I ain't taking a photo
I always did it solo
Legend since 2000 you ain't fucking with the Ho-oh
(Try catch us)
If u try fight us then I'm letting them shots fly
(Move)
2 cans with both hands when i shoot em they pop eyes
Dropping bitches boyfriends watching them thots cry
(Oh my god)
Try snitch I'll fill your room up with nitrous oxide
Boom the gas chamber
People talk I'm mad known but that stranger
U stepped in mad danger
I will rearrange ya
Menace coming from the top spot in the black ranger
(My powers right here)
Breaking them It into particles
Always in the air staying fly like a cardinal
Snitches and reporters dropping names in they articles
Ima bring an Arsenal
This tallied wins marginal
Clips long remarkable
You left dead unchargeable
Stab wounds in his feet probably think he stepped on barnacles
2 straps bend a mountain back this a avalanche
Homie got the tool in his jeans call him hammer pants
Cook the beef sheet the beef heres a cattle ranch
Do this for the hustling n struggling cause they ain't have a chance
(It hurts)
Remember them times u was hungry on the real
Stomach rumbling tumbling you telling it to chill
You keep stumbling fumbling try get yourself a meal
I remember cold nights we'd warm our hands on the grill
That's real life's shit and it hurts huh
Tryna do better you just keep doing worse huh
Tryna make cheddar but u feel like u cursed
The only time u feel on top is spitting a verse huh
That might not be u but that's me daily basis
(Gambit)



Credits
Writer(s): Gambit Mog
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