Lyrics DEALER - GOOBERS

Who is this, ghastly man?
Ave Ventura, Pet detective
And, you must be the monopoly guy!

Welcome!
To the Goobers casino and resort
The bar is open until 10
The casino is open till midnight
There are no heroes past 2
And even if there were, they'd have to fight
Is it worth all the fun?
Or would it be better to book a flight
Do you have enough to stay the night?

Eenie meanie miney mo
I'm goin' nutty for a hoe
Going nutty for a girl, you know that I am no simp tho
Fallen soldier, leaving calls, like I'm sorry bro
If I keep it up, I might get to suck her pinky toe
Sike I don't suck toes
I don't even go out and party with hoes
All I do is stay at home and I game with the bros
Gaming all night cause the life that I chose
And I get all the bobux to flex on the kids that are at home prolly in the corner or Something picking their friggin nose, ew

I said ew bitch
Watchyou mean
In my school
Just sipping lean
Sit in class (Or breaking glass)
While you rip ass
Finna make a
Fucking scene
Walked into the club at night
Gonna start another fight
Yeah my hair it might be pink
But I ain't a fucking twink
Hey, I wanted to go slow
But boy you gon start shaking
Really you are just-a-hoe
The earth finna be queacking
Walking and talking and shooting and rocking
All of my haters they be fucking flocking
Trying not crying, I ain"t fucking lying
Bitch you can call me the fucking undying

D-cups
Run it up
Bitchboy dance like double dutch
In the whip and I hit the clutch
BallinG so hard you can call it a touchdown
(Ooh)
Pound
Hit the ground
You got downed and i hear the sound
Res me bro I got a raygun, ow
Bitch my dealer need his money now
Asphalt
Cracked vault
Just saying shit need adderal
Naw I need a weed pen
Call me on the weekend
Baby gotchu beefing
Beaten, teething, mama can we keep him
Feelings feeling cheaped
Going off the deep end
Feeling like I feared it
Lyrics feeling weird and
God, I'm fucking incoherent

(Ay)
I'm finna hop on the beat and I'm ready like spongebob
I'm finna go and just spazz
I'm with the troop and my choppa gon' bit like it's '87
Yea, no freddy faz'
Feelin' like pixar, cars, oh I'm speedin' up
Bitch I really wanna go fast
I'm feeling lucky, I just won the lotto
I'm spending that money on cocaine and ass
They say money talks so I guess my bags a symphony
Pull up to the party, now I got 'em all like "who is he?"
Sipping on that lean, that drink gon' get me fucking tipsy
Sipping on that lean, that drink gon' get me fucking tipsy

I'm outta cash
Gotta dash
No way I'm staying here
It was a flash
A mad dash
To the cashier
Call it luck
Now I'm fucked
Ain't no way out a here
I was a whale
But now my ship has sailed
I tapped out
But without knowing what I did
I did my best
It was a test
I'm stuck here
I was next
I know that I was feared
In some debt
Never should have made that bet