gooda - chrollo lyrics
nah, i got y’all fools this time
carlos is in here
(real bad man)
finna cut up with this bih on the radio
n*gga talkin’ sh*t online, we already know
n*gga talkin’ crazy, he gon’ get hit with this snow cone
n*gga talkin’ crazy, he gon’ get hit with this blow cone
get hit with that lightning, n*gga, i feel like i’m gon
(gon), or i’m k!llua. n*gga, i don’t know
bih get on the floor, i got the strap, bih goin’ pr*ne
n*gga, we bust at ya top. n*gga, we bust at your motherf*ckin’ chrome
i get to the big body bread. yeah, i get to the the big body scone
did i mention we bust at the top? did i mention we bust’ at your dome
we bust at the top while we gеt to this bread
y’all n*ggas who gettin’ money, y’all n*ggas is fеds
that boy got some nightmares, he finna wet the bed
finna run my cake up and finna go to bed
i’m finna get this money, that boy, he talkin’ funny
we finna go get to this loot. yeah, we finna go get to the gummies
i’m finna run up my goo. yeah, i’m finna run up my dummy
i’m finna get with your boo. yeah, while you over there lookin’ bummy
burp it up, give her some lip. pipe it up, n*gga, then dip
run up on n*gga, we strip. run up on baby, the tip
lovin’ and touchin’ the fit. pipe it up, n*gga, then dip
not rockin’ the gucci the rick. i got that look off the rip
why that boy running’? why that boy running
why that boy running’? why that boy running
why that boy running’? why that boy running
why that boy running’? why that boy runnin’ from me
now running from me he can’t breathe
dis bih lil annoying. she fiendin’ for a snap streak
i was like, i don’t do that. cause i’m chasin’ dat pack
been eatin’ so good, i got fat. while you da one fiendin’ for racks
okay, i kick up on that n*gga like i’m sanji
call me cochise
we hit that lottery. hit up, yo shawty, yeah probably
finna shape up a n*gga like pottery. run up on n*gga, no robbery
jump shot, looking, like chauncey b
who is that? who is that? i don’t know
rockin’ that drip to rick o. while your ass workin’ at moe’s
i’m finna eat on them chips. cause them sh*ts is good though
but i tell him keep it on low. pull up to the party, do show
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