Yeah Goddo They Not Like You Lyrics

Yeah

I'm in Kansas where the kats stay scandalous

Pounds of that cannabis from Cali come in five-gallon canisters

I'm Hannibal off of edible, I cannot beef with you fruits

I'll turn you into a vegetable, that's something you could never do

And your conscience, will eat you alive

Deep dive and your whole team get fried

French braids, fresh fade, don't let your bish walk by

Temptation, she'll be mine by the end of the night

Not even one out of five

Freak of nature, bitch just know I get fly

Clip the pussy when he got out his ride

One thing I wanna know is how you fly if you don't even glide

I mean, how you gon' ride if you won't even slide

Why trust a soul if I got a tool on my side

Why, Why would I want more if I took two of their lives

I'm too well-advised, I act a fool in disguise

Don't know who to applaud and who to oblige

I'm a witch doctor, and a voodoo god

And you're a fruit loop, and a doo-doo wad

I got a cuckoo squad, they need a new coupe to cruise on by

Hangin' out the window like, who wan' die?

Badass on loop when I run a muck on opp's (Yeah Boosie)

Make you foo's, get the fuck out dodge (Get the fuck out)

Duck and roll when I'm on your block (Duck n roll)

Breathe a fire and I'm not gon' stop (Not gone stop)

I mean, if you really wanna die, we can bust that Glock

That's all you gon' get

B-Y-A-T-C-H

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Aye

Aye

Yeah

Aye

Aye

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Yeah, I'm ridin' with the chopper

It's Big Goddo Osama

You think I'm playin' with my money

Bitch, I'll shoot up your mama

Oh There's kids in that bitch

Just know my glick gotta switch

And when I'm ballin' this motherfucker

You know I'm gon' swish

Just know my clique never switch

I put some nuts on the stick

And when that bitch get to spittin

It go, ptt-ptt-ptt-ptt-ptt

Yeah, that's if a silencer's on it

Just know I'll kill your lil' homies

If you keep it a hunnid

You know a stock ain't a hunnid

And if you ain't about money

Then keep it hoppin' like bunnies

I'll stop and stomp on your stomach

Till you keep coughin' and bloody

I see a coffin, I stuff it

If lil' mama got stomach

I call her my lil' muffin

And treat that ass like a buffet

Yeah, yeah I eat it like stuffin'

If we meet up, we fuckin'

I always beat up the front end

I always be up to somethin'

Now I'm geekin' on somethin'

It got me freakin' and fuckin'

Lil Shawty, she love it

She wanna swallow this honey

Yeah, it's Big Goddo Flaco

I'm all up in your mom taco

She wanna get in the Tahoe

But only if you throw top tho

And I am not no Sancho

I like her freak hoes and side shows

She be suckin' and fuckin

And repeatin' the cycle

And that pussy got suction

It turnin' me to a psycho

I keep a blade on that chop

Got me feelin' like Michael

I keep her hollerin' high notes

Try to ball in my zone

I take the ball and drive home

I got it all on my own

I'm goin' wild in it

Wild in it

See my face, they wanna smile in it

Smile in it

Yeah, they hate me, but

Ion get it?

Ion get it?

If she offerin' it, Then

I'll wet it

I'll wet it (Yeah)

Grippin' them thighs

Look in her eyes

While I'm takin' it soul

Fuckin' her deep

Dickin' her down

Yeah, we takin' it slow (takin' it slow)

Takin' it slow

Makin' her moan

Let me play with them holes (play with them holes)

Row, Row

Here I go

Stay afloat

While I rock your boat (Woo)

Strippin' your soul

And I'm makin' it mine (Mine)

Sippin' on wine

Wearin' all white

While I'm skippin' the time (Time)

Let me unwind

I feel like a mime

Out of this box

She fuck me out of everything

Except for my socks

I fuck with this beat

So I'm lettin' it rock

Lettin' it rock

Shout out my people

For lettin' me talk

Lettin' me talk

Shit

Shit

Yeah

This motherfucker ride off

This shit hard