Goons on Deck (feat. Dreylo & Ted Phantom)

I got goons on deck

Chains on my neck

We just wonna flex

We don’t want no problems

I got goons on deck

Chains on my neck

We just wonna flex

We don’t want no problems

I’m smart so don’t put me to the test Praise the lord

I’m smart so don’t put me to the test Praise the lord

Praise the lord

Yea

See I got goons on deck hopping out the coup

Gat only one rule we finna shoot it’s left for you to prove you bulletproof

Hoping out the whip with this stick take no apologies

Gat n****z lined up like it’s assembly time or geometry

Normally I tend to get high on this Hennessy and let these shots fly like it’s bumblebees

 Best believe you boutta get this sting

 Bless you like you just sneezed

it’s gon be hard for you to sit

standing ovation when this Uzi sings

Ma n***a we gon blow you and whoever with ya when I draw guns like da Vinci guess you’ll be my Mona lisa

I’m no little n***a

No minority either

 We stack books like librarians occupy our fingers when we counting paper

Don’t wanna see you round our block

N****z know I keep my glock loaded

B***h I keep it hot

Say s**t and you gon catch a shot

One shot in the right place gon deliver your soul to God

Lord forgive me

I got goons on deck

Chains on my neck

We just wonna flex

We don’t want no problems

I got goons on deck

Chains on my neck

We just wonna flex

We don’t want no problems

I’m smart so don’t put me to the test Praise the lord

I’m smart so don’t put me to the test Praise the lord

Praise the lord

**** ask

It’s no threat

Just facts

Your diss track gets my goons strapped

If I show up it’s a wrap

 If I don’t show up it’s a trap

Probably pop a **** when I’m back

You probably wondering what’s up with that

All them genres I am all of that

But I got soul ask Jake doe

Man hits note then I might take note

Man talk beef then man gets smoked

Can’t talk bits I dey kilo

 

Aguda Masha to the studio

Bumping L E Double x

Don’t mean to make your girl your ex

**** we just wanna flex

Damn damn we don’t want no problems

We just like to party like they do in college

But music shit is commerce

Yh fuck up commas

But I’m saving up come ups cos momma ain’t raise no dumbass

Work ethic is Illmatic don’t need medic I’m prophetic

Can’t stop and I won’t stop till girls love me like new fabric

Rap addict and I’m dope at it

Say less and it’s invalid

After all that’s said and done

Late nights will still come

I got goons on deck

Chains on my neck

We just wonna flex

We don’t want no problems

I got goons on deck

Chains on my neck

We just wonna flex

We don’t want no problems

I’m smart so don’t put me to the test Praise the lord

I’m smart so don’t put me to the test Praise the lord

Praise the lord