
Goin Hard ft. CEO JOE Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ayy, yo, we kicked up the sauce
CEO, uh, Lo in this bitch
Huh, when it comes to this money, I'm paper chasing
Milwaukee's finest, I'm a 90s baby
What you need? The brown or the tan like gravy
And I'm punchin' in this bitch, I ain't comin' lazy
Bitch said I'm goin' hard like the fuckin' Navy
Nigga said he on my ass, he must be crazy
All I'm bout is the action, I do this daily
Niggas turn into ghosts, they disrespect me
I take a nigga out his Nike, he try to check me
Don't give a fuck about a thot, my knot is sexy
But Ill hit a bad bitch if she tryna let me
In the gym workin' out, nigga, come correctly
Been getting strong and my bag strong too
Gettin' on, boy, that shit is on you
I need a bag, nigga, what you gon' do
Don't want no cash, boy, that shit's the wrong move
Mission's a Go like a military troop
Like Warzone, I'm droppin' in to the loot
Niggas playin' with they money like a flute
No motion, they not even on the move
Like the ocean, when you see me, you see blues
I be focused, cause I ain't tryna lose, ayy
Books in my bag and I ain't takin' them to school
But Ill teach a nigga how to make a extra few
Math magician, there's a method that I use
I can show you the mix for the food shipped and deliver
I can get it to you, it cost a fee
The tickets 32
She a freak, and a big squirter too
Who is he? Ayy, I never heard of dude
Aye I move a bag fast, yours like a turtle move
Nigga big 4'5", but this bitch portable
Militant, tactical
When I shoot with these boots
I will squish little dude
Catch these hands, you gon' talk or gon' move
If I connect, I'm gon' break you to two
Ain't bout a check, then it ain't comin' to you
I was on the way, I had somethin' to do
I'll turn the fuck up like my cousin would do
And, nigga, if you pay for ten, got a dozen for you
To the Lou, cause I'm straight to the loot
Jamba juice, cause the weed taste like fruit
Connect Seals, Cali Packs came through
Money on the floor
Pick it up with a broom, made it with the load
Thanks to the vacuum
We couldn't take no more
Cause we ain't even have room
I been gettin' the dough
Like I thought I had to
Nigga, focus on your paper
Like you in the classroom