goons - docter420 lyrics
[intro: docter420 & water]
my goons on the block yeah
they shootin’ they won’t stop
getting bands now
uhhhhhhhhh
yeah ohhhhhhhhh ohh
[chorus: water]
run up the bag with the gang
two faced, f*ck face, boy please stay up out my way
we got guns in the safe
shoot you in you’re f*ckin’ face
take you straight up, outer sp*ce
we got racks up, in the bank
this a .40, ain’t no shank (this a stick b*tch)
run them bands up
you don’t want no smoke, you don’t wan’t no cancer
in the back with your b*tch, she make it bounce (yuh)
you was hatin’, now you broke, it make me laugh now (haha)
[verse 1: docter420]
rockin’ a gun on my lap, hundred mag
i’m on the block i just trap, coke in my bag
i was infront of the judge and i told him ’bout how i been sippin’ on drank
i’m on the block with the k!llers, robbin’ these opps and i’m gettin this bank
i need extra dressing for my drip, like it’s thousand island
got vvs on every stone, i’m rockin’ out with all these diamonds
i can get my goons to sn*tch your chain for a thousand dollars (chain sn*tched)
i been learned more history from countin’ all these dollars
[chorus: water]
run up the bag with the gang
two faced, f*ck face, boy please stay up out my way
we got guns in the safe
shoot you in you’re f*ckin’ face
take you straight up, outer sp*ce
we got racks up, in the bank
this a .40, ain’t no shank (this a stick b*tch)
run them bands up
you don’t want no smoke, you don’t wan’t no cancer
in the back with your b*tch, she make it bounce (yuh)
you was hatin’, now you broke, it make me laugh now (haha)
[verse 2: docter420]
hopped in the wraith, my money callin’
on the block, my opps are fallin’
got my stick i’m always walking
need bigger jeans my bands are falling
don’t want all these opps i’ll let them know they stumbled upon the wrong town
they won’t leave my city got my goons i’ll make sure they’ll be shot down (get out)
stoppin’ my opps yeah they dead, now they all full of some lead
don’t like the opps or the feds, imma go shoot at they heads
imma be doin’ some meth, none of my opps’ll be left
they lovin’ how i am dressed, they know that i am the best
[chorus: water]
run up the bag with the gang
two faced, f*ck face, boy please stay up out my way
we got guns in the safe
shoot you in you’re f*ckin’ face
take you straight up, outer sp*ce
we got racks up, in the bank
this a .40, ain’t no shank (this a stick b*tch)
run them bands up
you don’t want no smoke, you don’t wan’t no cancer
in the back with your b*tch, she make it bounce (yuh)
you was hatin’, now you broke, it make me laugh now (haha)
[outro: docter420]
my goons on the block yeah
they shootin’ they won’t stop
getting bands now
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