G.O.M.N. (Pardon Your Chin) Lyrics

Get up off my nuts

Pardon your chin

Step up in the field

And you know I goaltend

Balling on them niggas

I don't care who on defense

If that nigga don't know me personally

We ain't beefing

My new bitch popped out talm Birkin me

Bitch leave it

I damn near switched regions

I'm in the bank recent

Roll up that dank, sleep

Hop in the tank get em'

Vamp draw his fangs get em'

Off four or five skittles

Nigga we outside fuck the man in the middle

Choppa come through up on the block

And eat a nigga up like peanut brittle

Nigga mad cause the throw where I sit

Everday a nigga living with sin

Yea nigga's trying to gatekeep the goat

Step on niggas like the green box

Stepping on a fuck nigga throat

Light him up again blunted and rolled

I'm in the street and I'm stuck in my goals

Still tryna make it out don't even know

My Son, My Son

You're always gonna be there

My Son, My Son

You're always gonna be there

My Son, My Son

You're always gonna be there

My Son, My Son

You're always gonna, yea

Most of these rap niggas is my son

Nigga they tried to run up on me while I'm leaving Quiktrip

But I had my gun

In the middle of the winter

Nigga have a shotgun that hit you it feel like the sun

Ooo don't give a fuck if it ain't bout munyun

Yea all of these verses a ton

All of these bitches they coming through dumb

Not cause they dumb but actually cause the head dumb

Now I know

Novacaine

Grab that 40 blow his brain

Opp going to the laundromat trying to fix his stain

Well, that's a ghost doing that

Nigga got 5 minutes left on his brain

I don't give a fuck who kick me out nigga

I am a household name

Big dog I am a Great Dane

Cane Corso on a bad day nigga

Clip hanging out halfway nigga

Get up off my nuts

Pardon your chin

Step up in the field

And you know I goaltend

Balling on them niggas

I don't care who on defense

If that nigga don't know me personally

We ain't beefin

My new bitch popped out talm Birkin me

Bitch leave it

I damn near switched regions

I'm in the bank recent

Roll up that dank, sleep

Hop in the tank get em'

Vamp draw his fangs get em'

Off four or five skittles

Nigga we outside fuck the man in the middle