Assume
Ask me why they hate me
I can't answer
Bitch
You know I'm gangster don't like that I'm Handsome
Higher chances of making romance With
Yo bitch if she feeling candid
Told her block me
You can't stand it
Have her with my main bitch dancing
Both them gorgeous both
Them pant less
I'm that
Motherfucking dude
If I may speak true
Plenty motherfuckers like you
May even call me rude
But what am I to do
Huh
If you were me and I were you
I'd probably hate me too woah
Take it slow
Don't move fast
I'm Juhst Goh
Get that bag
I'm Bag Dad
On the low
On front end
On back end
Me and money became Friends
So we'll never be alone
I'm Juhst Goh
Til I'm gone
You don't know what the fuck I'm on
Don't assume
No
You'll make an ass out of me and you
I'm Juhst Goh
Til I'm gone
You don't know what the fuck I'm on
Don't assume
No
You'll make an ass out of me and you
Not that I don't like ass
I do
I just do not like to presume
To know another person's moves Intentions, motives
All that
I'm touch and go with who I choose
To hang with me
Up on the noose
I win we win
I lose we lose
I'm quick to tell you
Fall back
Bitch I'm humble and I'm cocky
Socrates sprinkled with Rocky
Mixed with Hendrix
And I drive a gold jalopy head bopping
Beat knocking
And I made it
Give a fuck if I'm not famous
Bitch I still won't ever stop this
I'm Juhst Goh
Til I'm gone
You don't know what the fuck I'm on
Don't assume
No
You'll make an ass out of me and you
I'm Juhst Goh
Til I'm gone
You don't know what the fuck I'm on
Don't assume
No
You'll make an ass out of me and you
I can't answer
Bitch
You know I'm gangster don't like that I'm Handsome
Higher chances of making romance With
Yo bitch if she feeling candid
Told her block me
You can't stand it
Have her with my main bitch dancing
Both them gorgeous both
Them pant less
I'm that
Motherfucking dude
If I may speak true
Plenty motherfuckers like you
May even call me rude
But what am I to do
Huh
If you were me and I were you
I'd probably hate me too woah
Take it slow
Don't move fast
I'm Juhst Goh
Get that bag
I'm Bag Dad
On the low
On front end
On back end
Me and money became Friends
So we'll never be alone
I'm Juhst Goh
Til I'm gone
You don't know what the fuck I'm on
Don't assume
No
You'll make an ass out of me and you
I'm Juhst Goh
Til I'm gone
You don't know what the fuck I'm on
Don't assume
No
You'll make an ass out of me and you
Not that I don't like ass
I do
I just do not like to presume
To know another person's moves Intentions, motives
All that
I'm touch and go with who I choose
To hang with me
Up on the noose
I win we win
I lose we lose
I'm quick to tell you
Fall back
Bitch I'm humble and I'm cocky
Socrates sprinkled with Rocky
Mixed with Hendrix
And I drive a gold jalopy head bopping
Beat knocking
And I made it
Give a fuck if I'm not famous
Bitch I still won't ever stop this
I'm Juhst Goh
Til I'm gone
You don't know what the fuck I'm on
Don't assume
No
You'll make an ass out of me and you
I'm Juhst Goh
Til I'm gone
You don't know what the fuck I'm on
Don't assume
No
You'll make an ass out of me and you
Credits
Writer(s): Jason Marchese
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