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drank demon - rocket da goon lyrics

drank demon lyrics
[verse 1: rocket da goon & migo domingo]
we on the road, my young n*gga just got a rentle
if trappin was a sport, i would’ve had a metal
n*gga try me, he gon meet the devil
jumpin out of double r’s, that came with umbrellas
just let my dawgs out the cage, do it for the fellas
i put a bust down on my wrist, i got a bigger bezzle
i poured a 4 up in my cup, i’m on a different level
i’m asking god to keep me blessed, cause i can see the devil

[verse 2: migo domingo]
damb, i can feel the devil
i ain’t gon talk about my shooters, cause i [?] several
i done made it out the mud, i deserve a metal
i get my cookie from connect, cause i like him better
damb, i can get her wetter
she can show you to the plug, only if i let her
when i step [?] for the shot, it’s an all [?]
you can’t follo n0body trend, if you be the setter

[verse 3: rocket da goon]
and imma get [?] and hit the road
i ain’t [?] i’m still serving at my shows
yeah they onto us, so we gotta talk the code
[?] on my shirt, [?] all on my toes
[?] so my lil slime wiped his nose
[?] we live by the code
i’m in a mansion in a roab, talking on the phone
now i’m in the kitchen sippin lean, counting dough
road running, rocket been around the whole gloab
have one of my b*tches set you up, [?] so cold
i remember i used to sell work at the corner store
now i’m bout to invest in that corner store
[verse 4: migo domingo]
yeah, i used to trap up out that corner store
get my money, get my [?] up out the corner store
you get shot up at the corner store
and we quick to x him out, we tagging n*ggas’ toes

[verse 5: rocket da goon ]
and i love jackin n*ggas, lay down on the floor
[?] if he playing with the dough
i got [?] just watch the door
and imma double back on him when he get some more

[verse 6: migo domingo ]
just filled my cup with the purple and the red
just popped another perky, got me f*cked up in the head
free my big bro, he still locked up in the feds
everytime we talk, he tell me do what mama said

[verse 7: rocket da goon]
do what mama said, and you know i had to listen
growing up, a n*gga’s favorite spot was the kitchen
street farmicist, i’ll fill your proscription
get money n*gga, yeah i fit the description

[verse 8: migo domingo]
money on my mind, money on my mental
[?] me a pyrule, [?]
[?] no pencal
[?] wipe your nose [?]
[verse 9: rocket da goon]
i’m with domingo, we gon chalk you out like stencals
look into my eyes, you can see what i been through
late night making plays, on the backstreets
running to the money, just like an athleet
f*ck the police, don’t try to [?] me
sippin on drank, and i still can’t see
pop another perk, and i itch like a feend
but you don’t really even understand me
you don’t understand me
i got the glock in my mike [?] jeans
my young n*gga got something, clear the whole scene
it’s a dream

- rocket da goon lyrics

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