Lyrics MXNTAGE (feat. Wubba, DiorLevii, Tyswarm, Cjstew, Clone, Klover, ZHXN, $kILLERevo & Pyrrhic) - GOOBERS

Hitting the dash bitch I'm going so fast
We running the city bitch you'd never fucking last
I'm getting my cash I'm calling you past
I'm rolling a spliff imma fucking outlast

Run yo racks into my bag
I'll bust at beanie he won't last
I'll steal the cash and ill hit the dash
But my wrist on froze spit heat real fast

Talking your shit but I'm making fucking stacks
Imma put a bullet through your door yeah that's facts
I'm walking through the night with my big ass knife
If you run into me imma make u fear for yo life

I got my blade I stay with knives
We'll cut you up run for yo life
Aim at you head with my big glock
And you spill blood all on my ice

I don't give a fuck about no pussy dripping I draw blood
And I don't give a fuck about no cripping I'm air bud
I'm running through the genres take the trash out I'm all good
I'm making the girls wet that shit is a flash flood like aye
Idgaf what you say
I'm out here making cash bitch it's a payday
I'm out here farming bags motherfuckin' hayday
Bombing daves ass motherfucker mayday
Yuh I am the shit
If they wanna talk back then a pussy get clipped
Click pow yuh pipe down yuh bitch
Try and step to me then its bullets to your clique
Buh boom yuh wipe down and rinse
Hear the sound go pop when the bullets go click
Buh bow
Yuh you are a bitch
Team one for the win all you bitches ain't shit

Bust out the glock and I'm cruising through the block
Everybody know me everybody get popped
Only three bullets watch these motherfuckers drop
Everyone on team one getting fuckin slop
Bust out my blade my blade and you come to a stop
Team two Team three all they songs finna flop
Popping beanie he a lil young fuckin opp
We on top everyday call it nonstop

Bitch keep nagging had to shut her ass up
Mike jones tipping when I'm swangin' out the cut
My brain missing if the dope don't come
She be wishing if I ain't right by
Punk boy dissin' had to take his ass out
Fucking with team we gon take your ass out
Me and klov slide like who wanna die
Ty still my son so he'll never live up to me

Who the fuck you think you is lil bitch
Ima put your ass ina fucking montage
Chop you up, blades dripping
Gonna find ya body like a god damn collage
Team one coming in, out the way
Cuz you don't wanna play with these boys or the barrage
We don't give a fuck what you say
Hit the gas peeling out the garage
Aye yuh still got that loaded smith and wesson
But what the fuck you think you doing thought I taught yo ass that lesson
Ahh lil k jump on the beat and he just get straight to finessing
No I won't get on your song cuz all your bars is just depressing
I been getting way too high but that's my way of decompressing
So you ain't gon see me slow nah ima never be recessing
Now they calling out my name but I really must be confessing
Cuz I never heard a thing I'm tripping off psilocy

Fuck

I been that (yeah) I switch that (wait)
14 racks and I'm about that chit chat
Took me a minute to blow up I did that
Woke up too late and now I'm boutta get fast
Shoot two shots till I just dip that quick
Get me bag and now we gonna run that shit
Lil bro to mad cause I just got hella drip
Made me stack cause now I'm lit
You look so dummy when I see you rapping all these god damn lines
At least I'm one of those who gonna be something in their life
Talk on my back but you know I don't lack
Came from the gutter now I come for the stack
I do not know you bro get out my face
Counting my money got a lot at my place yuh

I know where yo mama sleeping
I know that yo daddy weeping
Pull up to the nursing home and make them sip that purple aid
Pull up to the function with the toolie he gon catch a fade
Smokin all this green, I'm with my gang, ill put you on the slates
Faded, catch a body, we can't save a bitch we neva late
Pull up to the nursing home and make them sip that purple aid
Pull up to the function with the toolie he gon catch a fade
Smokin all this green, I'm with my gang, ill put you on the slates
Faded, catch a body, we can't save a bitch we neva late

Catch him at the seven eleven
Now watch his body twitch
Just for pushing weight in my trenches
I bet this shotty kick
Rolling sticky with yo bitty
And she knowing all my lyrics

Now I got her screaming pyrrhic

I fill you with buckshot
I pose for the mugshot
Now witness the pop pop
I don't do don dada
I kidnap your nana
I'm breaking the law
All these rappers' soft
I'm the rawest thing you ever fucking saw