SUBMIT LYRICS
Top 100
Album releases
artists
Community
French
Spanish
Portuguese
Correction Lyrics
Goofies
by
Digga D
Back
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ayy, look at who they call gang (Who?), n***as goofy than a b*t*h though Throwin' dirt on my name (Why?), must be f**kin' your b*t*h, huh? Prayin' on my downfall (Why?), sick as hell 'cause I'm lit now Still screamin', "F**k rap," (Why?) change the country for the hip-hop N***a walkin' in with gang, shut the b*t*h down like Rayford did, don't play with his He was raised like Bebe kids Key in a whip like Day-Day, b*t*h F**k your Lamb', I'm in SRT8, b*t*h F**k your ho, wouldn't date that b*t*h Walk in, steal the show, know you hate that sh*t I'ma grab ten K 'fore they play my sh*t Beast to the еast Rappin', I'm deep in the streets All you n***as keepin' the peacе All you n***as eatin' the freaks Know I got a girl, ain't no sleepin' with me This sh*t like, got eight G's on me, Hutch is freezin' the piece Tell me freeze, please, we gone, we out I hope n***as holdin' it down That's why we ain't f**k with no clown Too much drip, this lil' bitty b*t*h gon' drown That lil' boy sh*t out of style She calling me foul, but how? She keepin' the child I just jumped deep in the crowd Turnt up with them, touch my piece, you will die Givin' all praise to Allah Iced up, baby, Wocky in my ba-ba Covert thugging Sticks when we in here clubbing Rich n***a sh*t, don't touch it This sh*t busting Ice my teeth, my buffies Paid amounts for it in Kentucky Good guy, Chucky N***a wanna play, then we thumping Spot on fire, it's jumping Say she love me Really just tryna get lucky 'Cause she know a n***a get money Ayy, look at who they call gang (Gang), n***as goofy than a b*t*h though Throwin' dirt on my name (Why?), must be f**kin' your b*t*h, huh? (Must be f**kin' your b*t*h) Prayin' on my downfall (Why?), sick as hell 'cause I'm lit now (Sick as hell 'cause I'm lit) Still screamin', "F**k rap," (F**k 'em) change the country for the hip-hop (Change the country for the hip-hop) Old n***as with no figures, I don't care 'bout who you used to be (No) Quarter milly in GBP, that's three-forty in USD That's ten mill' on this USB, turn coke stone like USG And usually, they ain't usin' me (No), but I let it slide, they ain't usin' teeth Lambchop with a shank tucked, this ain't cheap meat that you're eatin', b*t*h (No) Private jet, I'm leavin' quick, hit StillBrickin, I need a brick Got choppers out when they stop us now, these pu**y pigs won't leave the kid They found a stick in my n***a's whip with a silencer and a full clip How you turn an AK into a Draco? I need to know right now (How?) I got one, but don't use it 'cause it's too big when I ride out It's an old one and it's wooden (It's wooden) You ho, you said that you wouldn't (You said you wouldn't) Do all of this hatin' sh*t and come tell my girl is a woman (B*t*h) Now I'm on the phone to my stylist, like, "Hi, Liv, I need another bag" (Wagwan?) She proper mad like, "Damn bro, you got caught again with another slag" I gotta stop with this cheatin' sh*t (F**kin' hell, man) I got a Scorpio, not the .32 one, yo, this gun got a nina clip Ayy, look at who they call gang (Gang), n***as goofy than a b*t*h though Throwin' dirt on my name (Why?), must be f**kin' your b*t*h, huh? (Must be f**kin' your b*t*h) Prayin' on my downfall (Why?), sick as hell 'cause I'm lit now (Sick as hell 'cause I'm lit) Still screamin', "F**k rap," (F**k 'em) change the country for the hip-hop (Change the country for the hip-hop) Hip-hop F**k rap, change the country for the hip-hop F**k rap, change the country for the hip-hop F**k rap, change the country for the hip-hop
music video
Your name will be published. Leave fields blanks to remain anonymous.
Submit
Modal title
×
Insert media
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Remember me
Lost password
Sign in
Register