Sicaria (Freestyle) Lyrics

Goddo

Yeah, Big Goddo Flaco mothafucka

Bitch!

Seriously, you really think you can fuck with me

Like you really think you'll keep up with me

Hand me that chopper, I'll knock em off like humpity-Dumpity

They be tryna summon me, but really don't want none of me

I show up, they run from me, I show up with guns on me

Homany, homany, whippity-wobbity, the pistol be poppin it

I slap in the clip and I'm droppin' em, mag abuser don't come for me

Ain't met a bitch that could comfort me

You know I be slippin' and dippin', E-40 taught me how to get it

Slim Shady showed me I'm demented

Ayy, I crash the whip cause it's rented

I slap a bitch cause I'm winnin

Charlie Sheen told me how to..

Nevermind, just forget it

Bitch

Bitch, it's the Goddo, yeah

And if you get me, baby, you just hit the lotto, yeah

And I don't mean to bother you, but

If you disrespect me, bitch, I'ma come for you

That's not a promise, bitch, it's a fuckin' threat

And when I see you, I'm sendin' shit, it ain't gon' be a text

Hollow tips whistlin', comin' from a fuckin' tec

You gon' meet me first, and after that, you meetin' death!

AHHHHHH!

That's how you'll scream when them bullies hit your spleen

Dressed like I left the set of Halloween

Mike Myers with the slaughter team, we just shot a scene

But I ain't seen shit, no, no, not a thing

Feel like Tony up in Bada-Bing, I'm the king

LeBron Gotti with all those rings, I'm supreme

Coach Killa, bitch, who's callin' shots

COVID killa, cock the Glock, make him drop his watch!

AHHHHHH!

That's how you'll scream when them bullies hit your spleen

Dressed like I left the set of Halloween

Mike Myers with the slaughter team, we just shot a scene

But I ain't seen shit, no, no, not a thing

Feel like Tony up in Bada-bing, I'm the king

LeBron Gotti with all his rings, I'm supreme

Tape almost done

Gotta do another drive by on ya favorite rapper....

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