Goyard

(album: After The Storm - 2021)

(Yo Variedy this crazy)

Forgiatos riding, Forgiatos riding
Presidential Rollie' got me feeling like Joe Biden
No Saint's Row, I'm at the hideout but I ain't hiding
This bitch kinda crazy, man she keep creating violence
I'm at my momma house so we gotta' fucking silence
When I was in LA I dressed myself, ain't need no stylist
Bitch I'm from the hood, I can't stop at no stop sign
Tried to open her legs and I pulled out a thot sign
I'ma take your car, lil' bitch I feel like I'm Glokknine
Say you got a torch, I got a Glock, watch me bust mine
Real trap nigga, I'm out here selling Tuss' lines
Broke ass nigga, you be waiting at the bus line
8 on the chain, man I'm finna get a bustdown
You say you wanna' shoot, I gave you the pistol is you gon' bust now?
I got a thot, yeah the bitch a lil' bustdown
I got a pound, yeah the bag a lil' bustdown
Boy you don't shoot cause' your gun turn into rust now
And they just freed my fucking shooter, it's just us now
The bitch ask for money she getting cut now
I spent sixty bands and I'm like what now, that's on my momma
Got a AR and it rip through cars now
My shooter coming from home off that Greyhound
Smoking Kush Factory, beans be the batteries
Think the police after me
My boy done caught a battery
And I'm in the studio, I told the engineer to send that track to me
And I'm at the bank, I told the teller give them racks to me
I could sell more fucking weed nigga than Master P
Your bitch in my hood, in that Impala, blasting me
I ain't give her no money so she mad at me
So if I give her this ten-piece I guess that's rat in me
Hell nah bitch, if you think that's how it's finna' be
This bitch getting annoying, man she keep saying "you a sin to me"
All these niggas do is hate, don't need that energy
Why the fuck that nigga on Twitter wanna' mention me
Can't even cook up for a rat, think you know how that kitchen be?
They got my nigga locked up for a petty misdemeanor
Hope I really go far with my damn demeanor
And I'm in my fucking mansions like a damn arena
Water on my neck, nigga Aquafina
And I run with dogs, I run with hyenas
If you my bro I can't pull lil' Gina
She calling me her pa but she not latina
Tryna' ask me bout' your hoe cause I prolly' seen her
It's Goyard seats on the inside the Beemer