CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Big Bank
Captaincrunch presents
Ha, Goonrich
Ha, [?]
Ha
Ha
Pop me a Perc' I be too high
Pretty bad [?] goddamn she fun-sized
Hop out the black truck with a .45, ha, Goonrich
Smokin' that Lemon Cherry got me high
This sh*t got me high, think I'm in the sky
We jammin' too hard, 12 hit the spot
I be workin' my wrist had to beat the pot (Ooh)
Uh, hop in the coupe it's a chase
We bustin' they a** too fast in the straight
Uh, free car, switch plates
I spent on that sh*t then I went to L.A
Uh, bad b*t*h, no waist
When I go to hood boy I pick up a Drac'
Uh, big bank, lil' bank
If I catch me an opp I'ma take off his face
I just got a call some shots went off
You can't get your man he shoot at the wall
These n***as can't shoot why they tryna ball?
I came from that crack rock sellin' raw
And I got n***as that's stuck in the wall
I had to take a trip duckin' law
How you gon' snitch? N***as ain't law
Yeah, yeah, [?] really talk about it
N***as be tellin' man sh*t crazy
I get a backend n***a on the daily
I get to the bags n***a never lazy
Servin' them crackheads and old ladies
Thought I was done but I'm goin' back in
These n***as don't shoot or spin no bin
Took too many Ls had to catch me a win
And I'm stuck on that sh*t 'til I get me a M
Opp n***as broke they ain't talkin' 'bout sh*t
I'm a real deal slime still hit me a lick
Tryna take off his face but he lucky I missed
Can't get up on me I ain't sweet for a b*t*h
Young n***as geeked up tryna hit a move
And he spinnin' a bin in that Ultima coupe
He caught him a body he think he need [?]
He caught another one man he got two
First of the month it's the jam of the week
Too many drugs I be fightin' my sleep
My young n***a crush a n***a for a tweet
A n***a got killed but Goonew was 'sleep
(Ha man, sh*t be crazy)
(Ha, these b*t*hes be lazy)
(Ha, Goonrich)
Ha, Goonrich
Ha, [?]
Ha
Ha
Pop me a Perc' I be too high
Pretty bad [?] goddamn she fun-sized
Hop out the black truck with a .45, ha, Goonrich
Smokin' that Lemon Cherry got me high
This sh*t got me high, think I'm in the sky
We jammin' too hard, 12 hit the spot
I be workin' my wrist had to beat the pot (Ooh)
Uh, hop in the coupe it's a chase
We bustin' they a** too fast in the straight
Uh, free car, switch plates
I spent on that sh*t then I went to L.A
Uh, bad b*t*h, no waist
When I go to hood boy I pick up a Drac'
Uh, big bank, lil' bank
If I catch me an opp I'ma take off his face
I just got a call some shots went off
You can't get your man he shoot at the wall
These n***as can't shoot why they tryna ball?
I came from that crack rock sellin' raw
And I got n***as that's stuck in the wall
I had to take a trip duckin' law
How you gon' snitch? N***as ain't law
Yeah, yeah, [?] really talk about it
N***as be tellin' man sh*t crazy
I get a backend n***a on the daily
I get to the bags n***a never lazy
Servin' them crackheads and old ladies
Thought I was done but I'm goin' back in
These n***as don't shoot or spin no bin
Took too many Ls had to catch me a win
And I'm stuck on that sh*t 'til I get me a M
Opp n***as broke they ain't talkin' 'bout sh*t
I'm a real deal slime still hit me a lick
Tryna take off his face but he lucky I missed
Can't get up on me I ain't sweet for a b*t*h
Young n***as geeked up tryna hit a move
And he spinnin' a bin in that Ultima coupe
He caught him a body he think he need [?]
He caught another one man he got two
First of the month it's the jam of the week
Too many drugs I be fightin' my sleep
My young n***a crush a n***a for a tweet
A n***a got killed but Goonew was 'sleep
(Ha man, sh*t be crazy)
(Ha, these b*t*hes be lazy)
(Ha, Goonrich)
