Love You Goon - Duwap Kaine

Goon

Is it true

Are you gone

Cuz I’m blue

Look what you’ve done

Started having funds, yeah, lil bro, you came from nun

Just cuz you dead don’t mean this Goonrich shit done

I’m still serving them junkies, auntie said I was the one

Young nigga gotta get the funds (young nigga)

Is you dumb? Said you put who in a blunt?

I’m ridin with Glocks, nigga, nothin' fun

She brought me dinner, ate me up for lunch

12 o clock, she ate me up for brunch

Fuck on your bitch, give her the messy bun

I got a big Glock, nigga, not for nun

Goonrich, Goonwick

Nigga, you inspired everyone

Do you know that this shit hurt?

Nigga, I’ll never ever hear your voice

Nigga, and we in the streets, nigga, but that’s just our choice

Fuckin yo bitch, made that bitch moist

We totin' them nerf guns, got toys

Nigga, Wiz Khalifa, we dem boys

Your bitch eat me up, nigga, I enjoy

Nigga, do you know this shit hurt?

I won’t ever hear your voice again

I won’t ever hear you speak again

And really thinkin' that got me tweaking

Sorry if I’m preaching like a deacon

Sorry if I’m singing like the Weeknd

Sorry, baby, if I’ve got you leaking

I gave her that shh, she wanna meet again

Down here on Earth, we won’t meet again

Real down to Earth, real good friend

Somebody that you trust and depend on

Just an entrepreneur, bringin' racks in

Promise you he wasn’t tryna hurt

Y’all know this shit left me real hurt

Imma just go ahead, get a portrait

I don’t even wanna put you on a shirt

30 with the Glock I insert

Military sticks, say «Yes, sir»

I ain’t got a problem with spending them bands on my bitch, cmere, baby,

get the purse

But before I just give you this bag, you better bring me some racks back first

I’m high and I’m on alert

Guess you can call that high alert

Goonew

(Yeah)

Stand in the trap with the windows boarded (Yeah)

my boy, don’t get extorted (Yeah)

3 bad bitches havin a orgy (Yeah)

Need me a bitch, I know that’s for me (Yeah)

These niggas lame, knowin they corny (Yeah)

Made her squirt, know that she horny (Yeah)

Big Glock all in the inventory (Yeah)

I’m switchin them lanes, I’m Tory (Yeah)

She suckin dick, and I swear it’s

(Yeah)

They already know, yeah I talk my shit (Yeah)

Y’all my kids, man, I don’t need Maury (Yeah)

I been rapping since I was a lil shorty (Yeah)

In the house like my first name Cory (Yeah)

You pretty, bitch, but don’t bore me (Yeah)

I get that you wanna fuck, bitch, don’t force me (Yeah)

Damn

All I could say is «damn»

Feel like Kendrick, all I could say is «damn»

I lost my brother, nigga, like damn

Like damn

Like

fam

Coulda been me and bro in the Lamb

Coulda been, coulda been, coulda been

Got this Glock and shit

Give a fuck if the police watching, shit

I’d rather ride with this bitch

Cuz I gotta do this shit for Goonrich

Boy, you a hoe, you not a goon, bitch

I just dropped, another album coming soon, bitch

Got the Glock out, I’m a lunatic

If I pull it out, bet I’m shootin shit

Gunshots and sirens, I’m used to it

You pull it, I know you won’t use the bitch

Gettin money, kinda got used to it

Lost my brother, man, got me feeling blue as shit

And for my brother, man, know I gotta do this shit

And no, you can’t waste my time, you little goofy bitch

Live my life on movie shit

Them hollow tips spin, that Uzi shit