GOOBERS – HAVE A NICE THURSDAY!

GOOBERS – HAVE A NICE THURSDAY! Lyrics

Artist: GOOBERS
Song: HAVE A NICE THURSDAY!

Black rover truck
Yeah i’m lookin’ for some stack
And shorty wanna f#ck
Well i’m looking for the bag

Get the f#ck up out my face
Got the rouger on my lap
And i’m aimin’ let hit
Shorty f#ck about yo man

I blast
Totin a pistol shootin’ to it last
Ak on my waist when i pull up hella fast
N alan he a b#tch when i see him ima stab

b#tch get back
Get whacked
b#tch i’m stacked
Never been rich but don’t care about a tag

N brodie he a b#tch when i see him ima pack
Get the money then i dip
Only care about the bands
Shorty stayin’ on my dic

Buh i swear she got a man
f#cked up f#cked up
Call you smith and wesson
Cause you are not the best in this

Challenge, palacе
Seem so callous
I’m telling you the truth, fool
I’m feelin’ brutal

Foolish lookin’ move, oh
Publix fruit bowl
Callin this murdеr
Nothin unheard, er

I’m going further
No record, er
Hear the cheering crowd
It’s humiliation

New verse, now
Call this mutilation
Boy went crazy on that like
I ain’t even gonna lie bruh

That sh#t was tough but
I think it’s my turn real quick, so hold up
Alan he a b#tch
Ima shoot em wit the stick

Man i got a 40 drum
But you got a little clip
Ima take you on the ground
Man i gotta take a flick

Ima pull up with the gang
Finna pull up with the clique
Talkin all that sh#t and ima have you do the race
And i just pull up with my money ima have you do the chase

And i just came up on the beat i put a blicky to ya face
And why you beggin’ me for songs ima do it at my pace
And ima show you that i do it why you rappin’ over beats
And i just came up with the gang and i’m finna have you take a seat

And why you beggin’ me for mercy why you begin’ me for feats
Heard you on a podcast said you like the feet
f#ck do you mean
You not f#cking with reap

All these p#ss# mfers
Yea they tryna be me
Think they got my flow
Think they got my voice

Yea they swear we the same
But you never made no noise
Yea i came wit a k in the name of the game
Got these p#ss# mfers thinking they can get paid

Imma spray till you pray to a god
You’re insane
You ain’t gang
Tryna swerve in my lane

22 tips
Got .22 bullets
I don’t give a single f#ck how these mfers do it
Cause they swear they tuff

Till they popped in the head
Got blood spilling out
p#ss# boy ur dead
So you

Better find an exit
Or this might be your worst day
Watch how i crept
In the god damn doorway

So watch you say or
You better watch your mouth
Yea
Well either you’re dead

So welcome to the reapers house
Ain’t nobody coming close
Aye
Fully loaded smith & wesson

So just keep on talkin’ b#tch and it’s red that you be dressed in
p#ss# locked up in my sights so he better go learn that lesson
Or ima let a couple fly at his head with no discretion
Said aye, aye, b#tch

Really think you all that shit?
I don’t wanna use no clip
But you gon make it pop real quick
f#ck

Whippin sh#t up getting loud on a thursday
Ops in the back hit 180 on the getaway
Everything a blur got me feeling like i’m usain
Pedal to the ground pray that ima see another day

Shut the f#ck up or ima give your #ss a new face
Way too f#ckin clean i ain’t ever gonna need a case
New kids up in town but you better keep with this pace
We ain’t slowin’ down like a ghost gone with no trace
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Release Year: 2022