goo

Flat two Gs

Pants two Gs

Blowin' this pack

I blew back two Gs

Racks two Gs

Stacks two Gs

My bitch keep asking me for goo

I know you see this tinted out suburban, do not disturb me

My phone stay on DND, I don't think it's working

I heard that you talk to opps, you a little birdy

My bro come and hit your block, shoot it like he irving

The day that my shit rerocked turned me to a man

All on stage with my fuckin Bs always got the plan

That **** J always got the cheese call him ATM

I need 8 of them prada sneaks just because I can, hold up

Everyday I'ma break it down

Hit your place I'ma stake it out

If it's cheese on the fuckin' floor

Then you know a **** rake it out

I'm in Indi with the Pacers now

We already blew the Pacers out

Off the X and I'ma lay it down

Pop a perc I'm still, baby doll

Pop a X and I'ma lay it down

Pop a perc I'm still, baby doll

Aye

I been sippin' on the dranky now

Got me smoove like Baby out here still Bapin

Uh, yeah, feel like Lil Durk these **** still playin Goo

Flat two Gs

Pants two Gs

Blowin' this pack

I blew back two Gs

Racks two Gs

Stacks two Gs

My bitch keep asking me for goo

Goo

My bitch keep asking me for goo

Yeah, my bitch keep asking me for two

If he flip this bitch I'ma lose my fuckin' mind

Hold on, huh, hold on, huh, hold on, huh

Hold on, hold on