Goblin

I tryna separate myself between the fake and imposter Niggas screaming he a big dog we steady mobbin' I was told that gonna hit, dog you steady running We playin with guns wrong click dog we steady mobbin Watch how quick , they turn to goblins Watch how quick , they turn to goblins Watch how quick , they turn to goblins We stay and labor, we stand in labor Watch how quick , they turn to goblins We stay and labor, we stand in labor Watch how quick , they turn to goblins Watch how quick , they turn to goblins Blame it on the sauce, pockets on shitaurus Shootin at a fuck nigga in a ford Taurus ,ditch I like bvlgari Just like Carlton, polo down Young nigga turn into goblin, hit a nigga now with that chopper Don’t need to call it together Smoke this all like a roaster, fuck, fuck nigags on the roasted Pop the black like On that first shit they like sucker, creeping high like on blue King of the jungle, they do what they do Die and make it care like fool You cannot do 52, fuck nigga I gotta chose Beat nuts and counting all Fucking your bitch and your group Hard bitch I’m like what am I do? Before I get sweat, you know what rappers will do You know I’m in the rest I got only my dudes Chopper, chopper that only truth There from the track and I’m ready to do Zipping and telling the truth The niggas are riding and choke on my hallucinate Are rather choke up on my shoes Make so much jealous, I’m gambling with it Don’t chop it with the changes Watch it the nigga let turn and lay choppers, be there yelling I try separate myself between the fake and the past Need to scream here a bit, down we stand here mother I were told that gonna hit, down you stand to hide it You play with gun wide, clear And we started maley Watch how quick , they turn to goblins Watch how quick , they turn to goblins Watch how quick , they turn to goblins We stay and labor, we stand in labor Watch how quick , they turn to goblins We stay and labor, we stand in labor Watch how quick , they turn to goblins Watch how quick , they turn to goblins You stay on maley with some friends In the hook with some chicks There’s the miles you beat it Bitch can release the snitching On the band all like ...all six sis he know? Afraid of God and you got more ambitions They come for you bitch, your sister, your mom Separate from the … Chop a nigga on like you stuck up in the … There’s just …holding no wander Coming through like jumping in hamo No understand to come on and rock all No guap in, I’m rapping solo Singing to your mama get on Do that song for all game But we should get anything Fake big dogs, ain’t no onw to quit it Go hale for bitches, pull up that Hd gonna be dishing Pull it ok gona be done and get all bitches I try separate myself between the fake and the past Need to scream here a bit, down we stand here mother I were told that gonna hit, down you stand to hide it You play with gun wide, clear And we started maley Watch out, quick , they turn the gun Watch out, quick , they turn the gun Watch out, quick , they turn the gun We stay and labor, we stand in labor Watch out, quick , they turn the gun Watch out, quick , they turn the gun And we started maley Watch out, quick , they turn the gun Watch out, quick , they turn the gun Watch out, quick , they turn the gun