Goons (feat. Maxo Kream)

Now this one′s for my goons
You’re the ones in the room, you assume
We′re a problem but we just tryna live
Vibin’ to a tune of our own, you don’t
Know, never knew how we function
So baby, what′s the deal?
Hit ′em with the boom shakalaka
Have ‘em runnin′ to the choppa, get
The tools out the lockup if you will
Got you breathing fumes, that’ll take you to the moon
Got you in a whole platoon
Pop a buzz in, how you feel?
How you feel about it baby?
All the shit we call in common, that′s the shit you callin’ crazy
Ooh, got ′em shook, that’s the shit we deal with daily
Pay the price of how we livin’, it don′t matter what they pay me
Ah
War time ready, it get heavy and it′s with
A heavy heart that we pull up with machetes
Had to cut some fools off when they talkin’ like they get it
How we get it, you don′t get it
Fuck aesthetics, do a real life minute
See I come from the land where the rich and the poor
Got the largest of business between themselves
So we learn to go hard even if we
Don’t got nothing on this or the world
Give them hell
So this one′s for my goons
You’re the ones in the room, you assume
We′re a problem but we just tryna live
Vibin’ to a tune of our own, you don’t
Know, never knew how we function
So baby, what′s the deal?
Hit ′em with the boom shakalaka
Have ‘em runnin′ to the choppa, get
The tools out the lockup if you will
Got you breathing fumes, that’ll take you to the moon
Got you in a whole platoon
Pop a buzz in, how you feel?
Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka, Chrome Heart junkie
Bust down Cuban link, they chunky
30 Clip drop out like flunkies
I′m big bossin’, we don′t gossip, only discussion is money
We present Xanax and Percocets when servin’ to a dummy
Lambo truck is bulletproof, shoot choppas through the roof
VVSs diamond necklace, Johnny Dang bust down my tooth
We go to jail and tell ‘em lies, you drop a dime and tell the truth
Big persona, new death row, we bang it out like Suge and Snoop
We put pigeons in the fenders
Maybach Benz a pigeon coop
Niggas signing million dollar deals they labels can′t recoup
We shoot first, don′t ever shoot back, always got the ups on you
And if it’s up there then it′s stuck like a dildo in prostitutes
Now this one’s for my goons
You′re the ones in the room, you assume
We’re a problem but we just tryna live
Vibin′ to a tune of our own, you don’t
Know, never knew how we function
So baby, what’s the deal?
Hit ′em with the boom shakalaka
Have ′em runnin’ to the choppa, get
The tools out the lockup if you will
Got you breathing fumes, that′ll take you to the moon
Got you in a whole platoon
Pop a buzz in, how you feel?
It’s that super fly, it′s that get ‘em hype
Watch them bodies drop, still we on the rise
This that fuck ′em up, this that battle cry
My shit super ill, your shit ill-advised
Yeah, that’s fuckin’ right, while I do the night
While I do the day, what′s the difference, aight
Do not give a damn, you just give me time
We gon′ let ‘em know, start a fuckin′ riot