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goobers - deception lyrics

(do you hear that?)

got big bands, hundreds stacks
f+ck a b+tch, gon hold me back
zev done had to bless the track
hop up off my nuts and sack
guns out blazing, fold ya gang
big ass d+ck, that sh+t gon sw+ng
deagle on me, you gon get it
talk more sh+t you gon regret it
bad b+tch on my d+ck, gimme top, and gimme l!ck
all these b+tches bad as sh+t
keep a k up on my hip
never miss, talkin sh+t
keep a bl!ck, i might commit
bodies in a f+ckin pit
like a blade, im slayin sh+t

deception leading me to the wrong direction
i’m feeling like a blessing
but im h+lla f+cking stressing
that i might disappoint
so i might need a lesson
from the mother f+cking legends
still taking notes give me a second
team 3 got a good heart but bad intentions
team 1, team 2 we out for vengeance
we got some disses, that we won’t even mention
im done wit’ my verse i4 needs some attention

give me attention, yo b+tch be inside my mentions
i keep a rocket, a pendant, yo b+tch be spending my benjamin
i wife yo b+tch up, she want it, im spillin wock out the pocket
my whip go fast super sonic, my gun gon hit like atomic

(um, that sh+t like)
one two
glocks on me
got two forty fives
aiming at your team
and any mothaf+cka wanna come try me
got bands on bands we collecting fee
that yo b+tch but she always tryna feind off me
here for d+ck but u thinking that she here for weed
lil b+tch sayin that she tryna take my seed
n id give but she saying she not tryna leave
wanna pistol whip that mother f+cker
pop him till he dead
i might pull up with the mask if i don’t trust you like the feds
i been silly with the sh+ts i got to much up in my head
got to much up on my plate
got me rocking with the
ounce of the gold
story unfolds
traveling, chilling through all the cities, i go
cannot be stopping me
on the stage im a prodigy
lil b+tch keep on calling me
im like hoe do not bother me like

i dont
really give a godd+mn sh+t
shout out melmige cuz he always checking upon my sh+t
thats why you p+ssies never hit me up till i die in a ditch
call me ruby cuz now every color suck my brown d+ck

got 2 verse on the song but dont what to write about
ill ask derin to ghost write but got granite to record n shout
highschool ain’t for me, like im brakence i might dropout
might just try some weed, so i can finally just chill
out

- goobers lyrics

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