Certified Goofy (feat. LuhA9)

Nigga always Nigga always Nigga always Nigga always grinding, I don't give myself a break Nigga always grinding, I don't give myself a break Nigga always grinding, I don't give myself a break Nigga always grinding, I don't give myself a break Like you ain't know I got loud My nigga Creep sent the beat, so you know I gotta snap, nigga Trapaholics mixed tapes Aight Come on Wit my nigga G Baby Aight nigga, aight Come on Let go, let do it Young, nigga always grindin, I don't give myself a break I been snapping for a while, if you ain't know, then you late Young, nigga always grindin, I don't give myself a break I been snapping for a while, if you ain't know, then you late Hungry, Hungry for the cash steady chasing after tape Yeah, I'm dripped in designer, mixing Louis with the bape And yo bitch, Like it, yeah, she saying that I'm fly She ain't fucking wit' you, cause you po' and you pie And yo bitch, Like it, yeah, she saying that I'm fly She ain't fucking wit' you, cause you po' and you pie Brodi, the keep, bro, the gen, that nigga play He up to fye I can tell a shawty thick just by looking at her thigh Had to throw that wrist up on her, now I got her ass shy Niggas know what's up with me, they know just what it is I'm gon' make this music, get this money And I'm gon' stand on biz In a party with yo' bitch, and she throwing ass, ass on me I been out the way, ain't fucking around, I'm getting cash Homie Yeah Getting to that pape, wit My nigga Wop keep that Drako like that shit is phone In the stu getting high producer, say the Getting high producer, say the weed strong Nigga, yeah, the weed strong We blowing hella gas, man, it's fucking up my cologne Man, I'm flyer than a bitch, you would think my ass a drone I don't, I don't argue with no niggas So you better watch your tone Cuz shit ain't sweet 808's getting to hitting, shout out Creep A9 got me in this bitch, we blowing gas, man, we too geek She trying to f*ck the g, but we only in a two seat Trying to f*ck, trying to f*ck the gang, but we only in the two seat You ain't rolling hella blunts, boy yo' ass rolling doobies Trying to f*ck, trying to f*ck the gang, but we only in the two seat You ain't rolling hella blunts, but yo' ass rolling doobie We put a tag on his ass with a K, call it Subis You can't even Netflix and chill You got two, got two, bitch, yo' bitch trying to link Beat it up, I get a ruby Gramps had me riding in a vert Nigga ain't talking Uzi I'm on some different type of drip I'm mixing bape with a Gucci Damn, son, where'd you find this I'm on some different type of shit I'm mixing bape with a Gucci Shhhh G