GOODFELLAS Lyrics

If I catch at em at the function Im up that stick

Pop him like a pimple yeah we gon pop him like a zit

Made 50 off the show

yeah I spent it at Saks Fifth

I could make a bitch do her dance and I won't say shit

Yeah I got the newest Glock

Yeah I keep the newest Gen

White suburban bitch with me yeah she sip the newest Gin

One hoe getting boring yeah i told that hoe "Bring a friend"

Baby what you want?

Yeah the Cadi

Yeah or the Benz

Like a fidget spinner yeah gon spin spin again

Don't wish me good luck yeah just tell me yeah to break a leg

We get gon get em gon at night told twin all I see is red

Stand over the body shoot 5 more times make sure that he dead

With my brother Juice yeah you know we running from the feds

Throwing bullets at his dome we gonna leave em special ed

Celine on my shades got this lil bitch saying that I'm him

Alexander McQueen on my feet she think I'm heaven sent

Pink blue green yeah my money look like Ed Edd Eddy

Drop the roof of chevy

Chop his head with the machete

Bad bitch yeah she sliding to the crib yeah she giving becky

My troops are up on standby

My niggas are yeah war ready