enhance - goblins lyrics
[chorus]
lil bro wan’ talk to me, we gon’ gossip
imma spin his head like a nozzle
hop in a sprinter van, boy these some goblins
oh your boy died, boy that’s your problem
smart ar, you know my gun came with knowledge
x and the o in both hands, gon’ pop ’em
fifty three shots to his chest gon’ drop ’em, awesome
i hold your boy for ransom for a profit
[verse]
pulled up on him, we upped it then we got it
got a white b+tch doing cocaine, like lovato
this hoe in the crib gonna hop on my column
uh, i let the chop sing like soprano
b+tch, i let the phone ring, if you callin’
gamble my chips, b+tch, going all in
lil brodie got kicks, hits and he poppin’
kickflip out a b+tch, bouta pop like an ollie
white boy rollin’ off molly
he from the suburbs and he go to college
phone always dry, ain’t n0body tryn’ call him
uh, but he got body, body, bodies
uh, lil bro be tweakin’ off an oxy
this little emo b+tch ride me, spider jockey
lil b+tch i’m the bomb, sh+t, kamikaze
rockstar, iron on a man like ozzy
i heard your boy like minors, iron
we pushin’ carts like a nine to fiver
you rockin’ under armour, not designer
i make a b+tch, speak with a lisp, through the wire
i make the future, i’ll marty mcfly her
uh, f+ck a b+tch, turn a hoe, to a geyser
uh, water wrist, choppa sing, like a choir
uh, homixide f+ck with the beat it’s a g# minor
[bridge]
pop out the cut in that sprinter van
huh, b+tch i been the man
huh, b+tch, i’m into it
f+ckin’ your b+tch, hoe getting intimate
uh, uh, uh, your b+tch getting intimate
b+tch i been the man
and the minutemen
hoppin’ out of that sprinter van
[pre+chorus]
uh, uh, b+tch i’m k!lling it
pull off in a rolls royce cullinan
uh, money in the bank, never fronting it
lil bro think he safe from the k but he runnin’ in
runner man, rolling out the cut in a sprinter van
roll out the cut and i’m getting him, k!lling him
boy are you feeling me, b+tch know i’m feeling him
[chorus]
lil bro wan’ talk to me, we gon’ gossip
imma spin his head like a nozzle
hop in a sprinter van, boy these some goblins
oh your boy died, boy that’s your problem
smart ar, you know my gun came with knowledge
x and the o in both hands, gon’ pop ’em
fifty three shots to his chest gon’ drop ’em, awesome
i hold your boy for ransom for a profit
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