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lets go - mr.goon lyrics

[intro: juice wrld]
bang
let’s get it
uh
bah
bah, bah
[?]
let’s get it

[chorus: mr.goon]
and all my n*ggas writin’ ’bout a drill
f*ck a n*gga trippin’, leave him missin’ like [?] order with the happy meal
why y’all n*ggas flexin’? i’ve been sittin’, ballin’, [?] told me that i got to soaring
finesse a b*tch out the top then i finesse a n*gga out his jordans, let me pick the sh*t up
thirty n*ggas ridin’ dirty, n*gga in the back of the ‘lac, tell ’em go get hit up
and all y’all n*ggas f*ckin’ trippin’, b*tchin’ ’bout the sh*t that you heard, tell ’em [?]
finesse that dope, boy, for five stacks
and all y’all n*ggas don’t want violence, ballin’ like [?] ’til the ruger bang
plain jane, n*ggas out herе do insane
you can’t hang with them n*ggas, you a lame, playin’ gamеs
somethin’ that a n*gga bang in the same lane, but i’m miles ahead
i know y’all n*ggas out here geekin’, tweakin’, ’till it hit the weekend, [?]
run through the game like it’s [?]
[?] from the get go, n*gga let’s go

[verse 1: gunbo]
[?], yeah, i’m rockin’
…

[chorus: mr.goon]
and all my n*ggas writin’ ’bout a drill
f*ck a n*gga trippin’, leave him missin’ like [?] order with the happy meal
why y’all n*ggas flexin’? i’ve been sittin’, ballin’, [?] told me that i got to soaring
finesse a b*tch out the top then i finesse a n*gga out his jordans, let me pick the sh*t up
thirty n*ggas ridin’ dirty, n*gga in the back of the ‘lac, tell ’em go get hit up
and all y’all n*ggas f*ckin’ trippin’, b*tchin’ ’bout the sh*t that you heard, tell ’em [?]
finesse that dope, boy, for five stacks
and all y’all n*ggas don’t want violence, ballin’ like [?] ’til the ruger bang
plain jane, n*ggas out here do insane
you can’t hang with them n*ggas, you a lame, playin’ games
somethin’ that a n*gga bang in the same lane, but i’m miles ahead
i know y’all n*ggas out here geekin’, tweakin’, ’till it hit the weekend, [?]
run through the game like it’s [?]
[?] from the get go, n*gga let’s go

[verse 2: juice wrld]
i do this sh*t, yeah, i run through this sh*t
i’ma tie the knot, godd*mnit, i’ma shoot this sh*t
i shoot the sh*t, marchin’ like a army, i’ll recruit this sh*t
like a pair of timbs, on my soul, i’m finna boot this sh*t
p*ssy n*gga wanna run up, they get gunned up
from the sun down ’til the sun up
bring them guns up, p*ssy n*gga really wanna run up
i swear to god, i’m the man now
i don’t walk, n*gga, i just run towns
and p*ssy n*gga wanna run circles, then i got circles i call rounds
any n*gga wanna get that better get back ‘fore we cl!ck*clack
and we spit crack on this sick track
p*ssy n*gga get his wig clapped
i ain’t give a f*ck and i ain’t never did
i’ll trim n*ggas through a n*gga’s crib
k!ll the baby, put blood on the bed
n*gga you know what it is
i’m the best to ever do it
[chorus: mr.goon]
and all my n*ggas ’bout to write a drill
f*ck a n*gga trippin’, leave him missin’ like [?] order with the happy meal
why y’all n*ggas flexin’? i’ve been sittin’, ballin’, [?] told me that i got to soaring
finesse a b*tch out the top then i finesse a n*gga out his jordans, let me pick the sh*t up
thirty n*ggas ridin’ dirty, n*gga in the back of the ‘lac, tell ’em go get hit up
and all y’all n*ggas f*ckin’ trippin’, b*tchin’ ’bout the sh*t that you heard, tell ’em [?]
finesse that dope, but for five stacks
and all y’all n*ggas don’t want violence, ballin’ like [?] ’til the ruger bang
plain jane, n*ggas out here do insane
you can’t hang with them n*ggas, you a lame, playin’ games
somethin’ that a n*gga bang in the same lane, but i’m miles ahead
i know y’all n*ggas out here geekin’, tweakin’, ’till it hit the weekend, [?]
run through the game like it’s [?]
[?] from the get go, n*gga let’s go

[verse 3: mr.goon]
me and jarad and gumbo, we in here, we’re too legit
…

[verse 4: mr.goon]
and all my n*ggas writin’ ’bout a drill
…
[?], my n*gga, you thought we was through
…

- mr goon lyrics

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