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goons - yung drops lyrics

[part 1]

[hook: yung jezza]
i’m back
same route
back out
no, it’s not a safe house
no, it’s not a safe house
you gotta vacate now
i am with the goons
don’t know what to say now

[verse: mr drops]
i don’t know what to say
we don’t come out here to play
i hate getting criticised
that’s why i be catching ways
my molly popped her, then she see demons everywhere
but she be at my show, we’re the only two demons there
(oooooh)
yea, i don’t what to say
please don’t blow that weed out in my face
she said that my goons made her feel some way
and we got somе sh*t that make you feel no ways

[verse: yung jezza]
i got a couple of peoplе who shoot for me
leave you, n0body know where you at
yea, i’m done f*cking with millions
when it’s other way round, man, those people won’t wanna pay you back
i been outside, tt
double r’s and the pp’s
tinted windows, you can’t see
i’m with the slatties, in the city
goons in the cut, and this sh*t getting gritty, my boy
i am the sh*t
and things getting busy, i’m saying that sh*t’s getting busy, my boy
they don’t wanna see me
they treat me like ye, tryna ultralight beam me
i’m leaving this sh*t, and they all coming with me
i got it and doubled it, sh*t looking easy
they tryna talk peace but they cannot please me
these b*tches are lame and they gotta go
[pre*chorus: mr drops]
i’m standing right beside the door
tryna get me right up out my zone
girl, leave me alone
bypass girls, don’t leave me alone
made money off these songs i wrote
cause she said she don’t love me on my phone

[hook: yung jezza]
i’m back
same route
back out
no, it’s not a safe house
no, it’s not a safe house
you gotta vacate now
i am with the goons
don’t know what to say now

[verse: mr drops]
choppa round the hand like a tycoon
i made a couple big bags off my itunes
next year vision, got it bad like i’m michael
goons by my side, open the doors, suicidal

[interlude]
oh, that must be a goon from gooney island, i guess
[part 2]

(turn my headphones up)

[verse: mr drops]
all my goons out here really shooting for me
if i ever met metro, he’d be boomin’ for me
sh*t, you gave my goons head, b*tch, do that to me
yea, she clapped, relax
gotta collect the b*tch like a cheque, how’d you do it like that

[verse: yung jezza]
i was lacking, i’m back on, i’m back on
i put in these trackies
i trap on the track, now i’m back on
this b*tch, always telling me these lies, i told her to go put ya cap on, b*tch

[verse: mr drops]
don’t walk on my face
think i caught my case
glove be fitting like oj
i been rapping like my old days
j got 21 hoes, all weirdoes
t been trolling, don’t fall, my brothers
house on the lake, 24 my brothers
split 24 for all my gunners
[verse: yung jezza]
pull the mac out, put the tak in
i’m tapping, they passing me, try to tap into my (woo)
i told her to wait a minute, put the racks in
she got the audacity to say i’m lacking, yea

[verse: mr drops]
too many cars, too many too
too many flaws i fix
too many flips, i flip too
too many calls to pick
kicking your sh*t, jujitsu
spending like nineteen racks on her, she out here calling me sick too
machine gun raps made all my goons go doo doo

[verse: yung jezza]
yea, uh, where you at?
all these fake ones with me, where the real ones at?
she wanna f*ck up with me, b*tch, send your @
i don’t do no small talk, i don’t do chit chat
yessir, i’m back

- yung drops lyrics

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