GANJA GOBLIN

Fuck what they think
Ion wear gucci nigga I wear mink
Fur burr trigga gettin pretty cold
Tell them bitches I'm not listening the yappin gettin old
One ear to the next like the bread in my bank
My pockets so fat I got a bed when I sit
Nina boutta bang bang to a nigga talkin shit
You don't hit licks an ice cream cone the only thing you lick
I been countin money over blessings I been pretty sick
Wear a double x so you wouldn't even see the piece
You in double x cause mc donalds only thing you eat
Pastor been around you anotha you 2 year rental lease
On a property that happens to also be owned by me
I get paid to be at places that for you would not be free
If you want my time and talent then a nigga want a fee
Psilocybin vibin I got magic mushrooms in my tea
I'm that hungry motha fucka yea pastor fuckin p
I'm a ganja goblin gobbling steady smokin pounds of weed
My temple throbbin I don't even know the fuckin week
You a thousand fuckin pounds and continue to go eat
Nigga you are not a whale you the whole entire sea
You a silly billy actin up all willy nilly
You don't know pastor p, you don't even really feel me
All the things that I do, I do all up on my own
When the check hit the mail imma cash it all alone
Fuck you
I know you don't run no checks, you don't run at all
Boutta break the earth's surface, if you were to fall
When you get a bitch number, she would never call
Six foot but you runnin short, even if you tall
You tip toein 20s I be thumbin benji bills
Mock you at your peril shout out genji when that nigga kills
Are you fuckin serious, niggas are delirious
I'm a monkey, fuck the yellow hat, yo bitches curious
I just stole yo wallet but that bitch is always empty
I don't want the love if it fueled up by your envy
Psilocybin vibin I got magic mushrooms in my tea
I'm that hungry motha fucka yea pastor fuckin p
I'm a ganja goblin gobbling steady smokin pounds of weed
My temple throbbin I don't even know the fuckin week
I'm a ganja goblin gobbling steady smokin pounds of weed
My temple throbbin I don't even know the fuckin week

Shut the fuck up
You a dumb, fuck
Run ova his body with a dump truck
Heavy steppin on the beat, wet ugg
Nigga you should know I don't give fucks
Smoke a pound a day at least
Wake and bake like bread with yeast
Touch my weed end up deceased
Look my way and lose your teeth
You a silly billy actin up all willy nilly
You don't know pastor p, you don't even really feel me
All the things that I do, I do all up on my own
When the check hit the mail imma cash it all alone
Fuck you