GOONS

[Chorus: BL!ZZXRD]
He say he want action, I know that he cappin'
I go ahead and slide through
I am not acting, I’m full of the passion
And I pull up with my goons
They think I’m just talking
My nigga, I’m just speaking my truth
Gun him down just like a troop
Want me in a box they don’t like what I do

[Verse 1: BL!ZZXRD]
I’m feeling like JID, I'ma need you to get off deez
No ID to me, so you mean nothing
Let the opps know that I’m coming
Trippie Redd, she got me writing love letters
They wanna tear my down now that they see me doing better
I ain’t feel like this in forever
Who gives a fuck about money and drugs?
I just wanna know where all the love?
Pour up a 4 put it in my cup
In front of the crowd I’m finna jump
Who gives a fuck about money and drugs?
Who gives a fuck about money drugs

[Chorus: BL!ZZXRD]
He say he want action, I know that he cappin'
I go ahead and slide through
I am not acting, I’m full of the passion
And I pull up with my goons
They think I’m just talking
My nigga, I’m just speaking my truth
Gun him down just like a troop
Want me in a box they don’t like what I do

[Verse 2: Poly/Mono]
That lil nigga my slime, my slatt
Don’t run cause it’s shots to yo back
Pass the blunt, cause we smoking yo pack
Yeah, i keep me a Glock i can’t go out like that
Yuh aye yuh, i heard you told, yea you rat
Yeah yeah aye, know i’m really with that
Keep me a lil choppa and you know that shit got kickback
Blizzard keep the glocky and he boutta push yo shit back
Put yo brother in the ground, know i really did that
Yeah, yeah, that clip really hold 30
I’m with yo bitch and she off a perky
I’m smoking loud, i know you heard me
Try to break my heart, you know you can’t hurt me
She want the whole gang, know she thirsty
Come get yo bitch she stay flirting
Gold waves on my wrist, they surfin

[Chorus: BL!ZZXRD]
He say he want action, I know that he cappin'
I go ahead and slide through
I am not acting, I’m full of the passion
And I pull up with my goons
They think I’m just talking
My nigga, I’m just speaking my truth
Gun him down just like a troop
Want me in a box they don’t like what I do

[Verse 3: BL!ZZXRD]
I gotta choppa, I got a roster
He running off when he hear the boom
I’m on the moon, he acting out for the clout he a coon
I get the bread in the morning or the early noon
He a baffoon for coming at me
He wanna run wild, we put him to sleep
Nigga want beef with me but it ain’t that deep
I’m a east side soulja
I told her kick rocks she act like it’s a boulder
Bitch I’m pissed off, I got a chip in my shoulder
Bitch I am colder than I used to be
I sting like a motherfucker bumblebee
She talking like she really done with me
She looked in my eyes and said “you apart of me”
I got them blades like autobot Dino
I fuck on that bitch she hittin a C-Note
Niggas be flops just like benzino
I don’t give a fuck about what he know
I had to do this shit all my own
I was truly alone, all on my own