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[intro]
hah
goon rich n*gga
let’s go
go

[verse 1: goonew]
john cena i can’t even see these n*ggas
it’s alotta rounds when we pulling them tiggers
i’m big slime, i ain’t trusting no n*gga
hah, let’s go
i ain’t even playing with em
get over top of that, we tryna blam him
somebody gon die tonight, cuz goonrich i ain’t playing with em
i be with them k!llers, the robbers, the steppers and drug dealers
i’m rocking givenchy, balenciaga, i ain’t rocking no hilfiger

[verse 2: xanman]
you f*cked up, act like you don’t know n*ggas
call that man top golf, put a hole in him
f*ck that lil b*tch, she a gold digger
passing that pistol n*gga, he ain’t no k!ller
i’m taking him off he tan
[?] you ain’t spending no bands
amg imma spin in a benz
n*ggas be tipping them throwaways man
this arp, imma press em
thought you was street, ain’t applying the pressure
fantastic 4 the 40 gon stretch him
ten band jugg, lil b*tch imma cap you
your b*tch on my crotch, she like how i’m dressing
pull up with the drugs, they call me ray
got shot in his leg, i call it a epipen
whole lotta fat sh*t, big n*gga with the racks on him
[verse 3: lil dude]
uh
trapnanana
there was a time i used to have [?]
shoot at his big homie, gon teach him a lesson
tie up the plug and take him to a desert
brodie like han and he shoot with his left hand
i’m sliding with cuz, you know that’s my right hand
i was in the trap before all this rap sh*t
a young n*gga blew up, that was a accident
when the xr hit he be doing them backflips
when he got caught in the trenches, they stripped him and trapped him
they’ll never tell you how n*ggas be acting
these n*ggas ain’t right, these n*ggas don’t tap in

[verse 4: goonew]
hah
double back, we get this sh*t, popping
young n*ggas geeked up, glocks popping
too many clips, keeping it rocking
bad lil b*tch and i bought her some bottoms
uh
let’s go
i put that sh*t on the road
i got a cape but i ain’t saving a hoe
i got a blood b*tch, she tryna smoke
pour lean while i’m f*cking a hoe
five bands, gotta pay what you owe
fifty bands, get that sh*t for the low
don’t ask me questions, man that sh*t is a no
[outro: goonew]
hah
let’s go
we ain’t playing with these n*ggas
we tryna get it off
hah, n*gga
yeah
i’m passing that b*tch and i give and i go
and now i’m tryna slide tonight
and now i’m tryna slide tonight
and now i’m tryna slide tonight

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