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B*t*h, I feel like Goon 'cause I'm a real deal stepper
Yellow baguettes on my sh*t, n***a, sh*t like lemon pepper (Woah, woah)
Bad-a** b*t*h, you know these b*t*hes don't last forever (Woah)
Damn, she tried to finesse a n***a, she really thought she was clever
Nah, b*t*h, never (Never)
Scratch a b*t*h right off my schedule (F**k you)
She wanna marry, damn, b*t*h, I just met you (No)
All these b*t*hes on me, Hugh Hefner
All she do is nag, so I lеft her
She hate whеn a n***a doin' better
That's why I got a badder b*t*h, her sh*t wetter
My gang pop out strong like Mayweather
Off alcohol and I feel like a feather
I f**k the b*t*h like the other b*t*h better
I'm twenty years, tryna get it together
She like a dog, tell her a**, I'ma pet her
I feel like Durk, damn, what happened to Virgil?
Long live Goon, let me pour up this purple
Promethazine so I look like a turtle
The Glock talk, I just let it get verbal
Talk on my brother I'll hurt you
Talk on my brother, lil' n***a, I'll hearse you
Hollow tips, hot flyin', they'll curse you
You a broke b*t*h anyway, I ain't heard you
I'm Kaine Wick and I f**k up the pain
See, GoonRich was my muhf**kin' man
All this Gucci I'm the real Gucci Mane
My brother died and that wasn't the plan (No, no)
H-K, we might hit at your man
Real cool, yeah, I'm cool like a fan
Hollow tips quick, n***a, like sand
Smokin' dope every day, I'm outer space
Look, every day you just gotta get up
Focus on you, f**k the other stuff
Your b*t*h a teddy bear, she got stuffed
Big a** Glock shut a n***a up
N***as get 10K on the Gram
Next day, n***a, they be like, "I'm up"
Nah, n***a, you got more work to do (Go, go, go)
So stop spendin' money on that cup
2023, n***a
Still ridin' in a Beam', n***a
Still with the same team, n***a
This fame sh*t won't change me, n***a
But that pain sh*t changed me, n***a
Seen a lot of sh*t, I'm not the same n***a
It's a lot goin' through my brain, n***a
Got rich and the chain got bigger
Stayin' on your P's and Q's my n***a
But it's okay if you got God, n***a (Go, go)
I'm gettin' money, that's the plot, n***a
She love me, she can't stop, n***a
I can teach you how to rob, n***a
Because I used to rob n***as
Take 'em down, I need six figures
Circle small like six n***as
Designer sh*t, no, I don't shop at the mall
You wearin' fake sh*t, you knockin' it off
Pa** it to her and she catchin' my balls
She should be at the next playoffs
I miss my n***a, yeah
I'm GoonRich, n***a
She wanna do the nasty sh*t off liquor
F**k water 'cause my blood real thicker
GoonRich was my muhf**kin' n***a, my brother
He wasn't born n***a by the same mother
It don't mean that I cannot love you
B*t*h, I'm GoonRich
Uh, every day of the week on that Goon sh*t
Why you smokin' on that mid, yeah, that Tunechi
She ain't got sh*t to offer but coochie
All that fake love how you lose me (Fake a** love)
B*t*h, I feel like Goon 'cause I'm a real deal stepper
Yellow baguettes on my sh*t, n***a, sh*t like lemon pepper (Woah, woah)
Bad-a** b*t*h, you know these b*t*hes don't last forever (Woah)
Damn, she tried to finesse a n***a, she really thought she was clever
Nah, b*t*h, never
Scratch a b*t*h right off my schedule (F**k you)
She wanna marry, damn, b*t*h, I just met you
All these b*t*hes on me, Hugh Hefner
All she do is nag, so I left her
She hate when a n***a doin' better
That's why I got a badder b*t*h, her sh*t wetter
My team high in the sky like Merryweather
Bad-a** b*t*h, and that b*t*h my tether
AR stick, Tony Montana
Darkskin b*t*h, Tori Montana
Take this wrist, pour up in a drank of fruit Fanta
Young n***a from Savannah
But you know that I f**k with Atlanta
Gucci Mane, I'm the Savanna Santa
Put you on a shirt, you a Twitter banner
Gucci Mane, that Kush be my cologne
Soulja Boy, baby, pick up the phone
Blowin' kisses to your b*t*h through the phone
Draco's and Semi's, y'all know what I'm on
Police hate our skin tone
I did 12, I was gone
They said, "Why he try to run"
I was just tryna make it home
Long live my n***a, man
It'll never be another GoonRich (Never ever)
It'll never be another GoonRich
Just know you got your brother right here
And I'm still on that goon sh*t
Everyday wake up GoonRich
I took my Glock n***a on a honeymoon
Stick up cuz, see what buddy do
Love you Goon, should've trust you
We ain't talk, that's not what brothers do
If I can't put my trust in you
How the f**k am I lovin' you?
And I earned my stripes, n***a, just like the hat from Dr. Seuss
Two chains, hair weave killer
Pipe the blunt up, try to weave n***a
Good drank, I gotta pee n***a
Countin' blues, I'm PeeWee n***a
Thick evil b*t*h, she want what I got tried to plant a seed on me, n***a
Police told me, "Freeze, n***a"
I thank the lord I'm not deceased, n***a
I just gotta keep it G, n***a
Do you do you really f**k with me, n***a?
I can feel the fake in my sleep, n***a
Every day I'ma peep, n***a
B*t*h I oughta sleep, n***a
She said it go deep, n***a
Put a n***a six feet, n***a
That's if you really f**k with me, n***a
'Cause If I shoot that gun, it's on the fifth
I did the race, ain't jumpin' no fence
Call me broke, b*t*h, you got me bent
Bend her over now I got the b*t*h bent
She suckin' d**k, call that ho my best friend
Every day I get up and I sin
But lord, forgive me for what I'm doin'
Empire tee I'm [?]
Oh, you wanna ball [?]
Give you a rack, just that much of a friend
You not my family or my kin
Don't ever try to hit my phone again
50 Cent, I got many men
Friday, slide in a minivan
Bright future, I got plenty plans
Beat up the pu**y, I got Tyson hands
Broke n***a eatin' Raisin Bran (that sh*t good asf tho)
Got lil' boys wanna hold my hand
I told you I'm cool, n***a, like a fan
Kaine Wick and I f**ked up the pan
Tryna travel, n***a, go to Japan
Tryna [?] land
Five-minute freestyle, I did this sh*t, n***a, 'cause I can
Y'all n***as don't know how it feel to lose somebody, n***a (You feel me?)
My brother went out a legend though, Goon (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
You dig, dig
That GoonRich sh*t, long live my brother, I ain't goin' for sh*t, nada
Yellow baguettes on my sh*t, n***a, sh*t like lemon pepper (Woah, woah)
Bad-a** b*t*h, you know these b*t*hes don't last forever (Woah)
Damn, she tried to finesse a n***a, she really thought she was clever
Nah, b*t*h, never (Never)
Scratch a b*t*h right off my schedule (F**k you)
She wanna marry, damn, b*t*h, I just met you (No)
All these b*t*hes on me, Hugh Hefner
All she do is nag, so I lеft her
She hate whеn a n***a doin' better
That's why I got a badder b*t*h, her sh*t wetter
My gang pop out strong like Mayweather
Off alcohol and I feel like a feather
I f**k the b*t*h like the other b*t*h better
I'm twenty years, tryna get it together
She like a dog, tell her a**, I'ma pet her
I feel like Durk, damn, what happened to Virgil?
Long live Goon, let me pour up this purple
Promethazine so I look like a turtle
The Glock talk, I just let it get verbal
Talk on my brother I'll hurt you
Talk on my brother, lil' n***a, I'll hearse you
Hollow tips, hot flyin', they'll curse you
You a broke b*t*h anyway, I ain't heard you
I'm Kaine Wick and I f**k up the pain
See, GoonRich was my muhf**kin' man
All this Gucci I'm the real Gucci Mane
My brother died and that wasn't the plan (No, no)
H-K, we might hit at your man
Real cool, yeah, I'm cool like a fan
Hollow tips quick, n***a, like sand
Smokin' dope every day, I'm outer space
Look, every day you just gotta get up
Focus on you, f**k the other stuff
Your b*t*h a teddy bear, she got stuffed
Big a** Glock shut a n***a up
N***as get 10K on the Gram
Next day, n***a, they be like, "I'm up"
Nah, n***a, you got more work to do (Go, go, go)
So stop spendin' money on that cup
2023, n***a
Still ridin' in a Beam', n***a
Still with the same team, n***a
This fame sh*t won't change me, n***a
But that pain sh*t changed me, n***a
Seen a lot of sh*t, I'm not the same n***a
It's a lot goin' through my brain, n***a
Got rich and the chain got bigger
Stayin' on your P's and Q's my n***a
But it's okay if you got God, n***a (Go, go)
I'm gettin' money, that's the plot, n***a
She love me, she can't stop, n***a
I can teach you how to rob, n***a
Because I used to rob n***as
Take 'em down, I need six figures
Circle small like six n***as
Designer sh*t, no, I don't shop at the mall
You wearin' fake sh*t, you knockin' it off
Pa** it to her and she catchin' my balls
She should be at the next playoffs
I miss my n***a, yeah
I'm GoonRich, n***a
She wanna do the nasty sh*t off liquor
F**k water 'cause my blood real thicker
GoonRich was my muhf**kin' n***a, my brother
He wasn't born n***a by the same mother
It don't mean that I cannot love you
B*t*h, I'm GoonRich
Uh, every day of the week on that Goon sh*t
Why you smokin' on that mid, yeah, that Tunechi
She ain't got sh*t to offer but coochie
All that fake love how you lose me (Fake a** love)
B*t*h, I feel like Goon 'cause I'm a real deal stepper
Yellow baguettes on my sh*t, n***a, sh*t like lemon pepper (Woah, woah)
Bad-a** b*t*h, you know these b*t*hes don't last forever (Woah)
Damn, she tried to finesse a n***a, she really thought she was clever
Nah, b*t*h, never
Scratch a b*t*h right off my schedule (F**k you)
She wanna marry, damn, b*t*h, I just met you
All these b*t*hes on me, Hugh Hefner
All she do is nag, so I left her
She hate when a n***a doin' better
That's why I got a badder b*t*h, her sh*t wetter
My team high in the sky like Merryweather
Bad-a** b*t*h, and that b*t*h my tether
AR stick, Tony Montana
Darkskin b*t*h, Tori Montana
Take this wrist, pour up in a drank of fruit Fanta
Young n***a from Savannah
But you know that I f**k with Atlanta
Gucci Mane, I'm the Savanna Santa
Put you on a shirt, you a Twitter banner
Gucci Mane, that Kush be my cologne
Soulja Boy, baby, pick up the phone
Blowin' kisses to your b*t*h through the phone
Draco's and Semi's, y'all know what I'm on
Police hate our skin tone
I did 12, I was gone
They said, "Why he try to run"
I was just tryna make it home
Long live my n***a, man
It'll never be another GoonRich (Never ever)
It'll never be another GoonRich
Just know you got your brother right here
And I'm still on that goon sh*t
Everyday wake up GoonRich
I took my Glock n***a on a honeymoon
Stick up cuz, see what buddy do
Love you Goon, should've trust you
We ain't talk, that's not what brothers do
If I can't put my trust in you
How the f**k am I lovin' you?
And I earned my stripes, n***a, just like the hat from Dr. Seuss
Two chains, hair weave killer
Pipe the blunt up, try to weave n***a
Good drank, I gotta pee n***a
Countin' blues, I'm PeeWee n***a
Thick evil b*t*h, she want what I got tried to plant a seed on me, n***a
Police told me, "Freeze, n***a"
I thank the lord I'm not deceased, n***a
I just gotta keep it G, n***a
Do you do you really f**k with me, n***a?
I can feel the fake in my sleep, n***a
Every day I'ma peep, n***a
B*t*h I oughta sleep, n***a
She said it go deep, n***a
Put a n***a six feet, n***a
That's if you really f**k with me, n***a
'Cause If I shoot that gun, it's on the fifth
I did the race, ain't jumpin' no fence
Call me broke, b*t*h, you got me bent
Bend her over now I got the b*t*h bent
She suckin' d**k, call that ho my best friend
Every day I get up and I sin
But lord, forgive me for what I'm doin'
Empire tee I'm [?]
Oh, you wanna ball [?]
Give you a rack, just that much of a friend
You not my family or my kin
Don't ever try to hit my phone again
50 Cent, I got many men
Friday, slide in a minivan
Bright future, I got plenty plans
Beat up the pu**y, I got Tyson hands
Broke n***a eatin' Raisin Bran (that sh*t good asf tho)
Got lil' boys wanna hold my hand
I told you I'm cool, n***a, like a fan
Kaine Wick and I f**ked up the pan
Tryna travel, n***a, go to Japan
Tryna [?] land
Five-minute freestyle, I did this sh*t, n***a, 'cause I can
Y'all n***as don't know how it feel to lose somebody, n***a (You feel me?)
My brother went out a legend though, Goon (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
You dig, dig
That GoonRich sh*t, long live my brother, I ain't goin' for sh*t, nada
