24/ seven - goodmanben lyrics
[hook: goodmanben]
she pop the p*ssy for the ‘gram, you know hoe sh*t
i want the whole snack, yeah ain’t no portion
my whole discography mixed up potion
you can get the smoke 24/7, ain’t no closing
got her in the palm of my hands like lotion
got it in the bag like i’m totin’
when i’m with ovee i’m all knowin’
[verse 1: goodmanben]
here’s a notion
take my discography mix it up just like a potion
still got room for f*cking growing
hol’ up your sounding like token
i guess that means that i am omnipotent
bout to cross the line and f*ckin snort it
just like the government, they cannot touch me i am too important
my new b*tch is foreign she imported
hope she do not get dеported
i don’t wanna find another d*ck storage
fast forward whеn i’m tourin
got the bag and spend it all on clothing
we got beef i let it go like my jewelry it’s frozen
you got a grudge and hold it?
pull up to the court then
you can talk your sh*t we can see you get folded
1*2*3*4 girls like a mormon
keep this sh*t going
most you rappers f*ckin boring i’m snoring
traveling back like delorean
used to work for money now i make it rain its pouring
my songs are k!ller chemicals they chlorine
in a foreign i’m flooring it
all this money h**rding it
dwight schrute i got subordinates
i got your girl she sending the coordinates
way i rap you think i’m pro at this
they finally noticing
[verse 2: ssolumm]
hold on, let me k!ll this sh*t
got a room full of gassed up weed that im chillin in
i been making hits, earning over like a million
got a fine b*tch with an ass she brazilian
i’m high as f*ck, but b*tch im still k!llin’ it
homie i’m a big dog, never been a shih tzu
you think you can big talk, i can do that sh*t too
leave you in the floor with a broke back, go to jail and come back feelin’ like i’m motherf*cking kodak
i got tunnel vision, i be f*cked up off this prozac
keep on makin’ money like i been, b*tch you know that
this not a circus, i’m poppin on percies’, i do it on purpose
i just made a purchase, i know that for certain
i’m cruisin’ in a whip doin ninety i’m skrtin’
i keep doin’ sh*t, they don’t mind me, i’m hurtin’
f*ck your p*ssy gimme dome first
eight bars to the face now i don’t even know her
put led in your ass like a pencil doin’ homework
shawty likes my bars like a kit kat
b*tch i came to f*ck i don’t want none of the chit chat
dripped from the head to the feet, i don’t miss match
talkin’ ’bout the money and the bag, talkin’ this that
[bridge: over the classic]
hol’ on, hol’ on, hol’ on, i don’t think they get the point, run it back
[verse 3: over the classic]
switch the game up like that sh*t was an handheld
f*ck that b*tch twice couldn’t tell you details
f*ck it so good she start leaving me emails
i can’t not f*ck with no average female
hop on the beat i feel like im absolute
bar*to*bar n*gga, start rapping like dr. seuss
one hoe, two hoe
red hoe, blue hoe
hop in the whip, start drifting the u*o (du, du, du, du)
start shooting like rambo
awkward ass n*gga, i feel like i’m ‘bino
tired of rapping, start singin’ like ceelo
put on the mask, keep that sh*t on the d*low
ovee you extra, i started acting
ben told me preach, i started my practice
momma told me that its time to get active
shotting out features like sh*t was magdon
bussin’ is bussin’, i mean that sh*t casually
walk in the room and i need you to clap for me
clothes is exotic, females erotic
she call me senpai, i teach her in private
g in cologne, since i’m moving in silence
she wanted sp*ce, so i gave her an island
balling my fist got me feeling like ivan
sh*t i mean arthur
sl!ck with the tounge, got me put on the roster
hanging with ben, it just made me monster
okay be honest
[hook: goodmanben]
she pop the p*ssy for the ‘gram, you know hoe sh*t
i want the whole snack, yeah ain’t no portion
my whole discography mixed up potion
you can get the smoke 24/7, ain’t no closing
got her in the palm of my hands like lotion
got it in the bag like i’m totin’
when i’m with ovee i’m all knowin’
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