redboy – goose knuckles

redboy – goose knuckles Lyrics

Artist: redboy
Song: goose knuckles

Wy-wylerg
Yeah uh, yeah, uh
Lil’ sl#t baby Abercrombie wearin’ b#tch shut up
Pick stuff up like pennies

Rick up on my p#n#s, this b#tch work at Denny’s
On this bidi bidi beat I bang sl#ts get flipped like turty tortoise
f#ckin’ lookin’ for sum blueprints, ay, ay, ay ay
Bidiberry McFlurry I’m slurrin’ my words I’m a nui—

My words, uh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
f#ck my words they wanna get slurred
I split em in thirds, I give ’em a curse

Meta my opp, burnin’ his ears, meta my err
Remember the opps can’t f#ck with a opp
I move with the bees you move with the cops
Sled in thе dirt I’m movin’ the keys

I’m movin’ the thots, I fly wit da birds
Lil’ choppa tapa tusslе
Cough, cough, cough
Robitussin cough, drop tussle with big puddles in my watch

Tou-touchin up my mascara you toxic cannot f#ck with a ugly roach
Talkin’ to you sound like a problem that’s way above me now
Beast mode
I go gold like CeeLo Green

That boy don’t don’t see no green
Sticky pockets uh, Ricky jeans they wanna check my tag
Check my bag check my swag just like it’s luggage check my—
Yeah, dump truck and she throw it back

f#ck it, f#ck it, f#ck it
Put that p#ss# in a body bag
Homegirl outta pocket tell a b#tch relax
Money comin’ in I barely fit it in my ba-ba-bag

Smelly b#tches they be mad for what
I retook calc so I could tell you sh#t ain’t addin’ up
Civic so they went and bought an Acura
They wanna be like me you p#ssies just not accurate

I can’t wrap my head around why p#ssies hate me
Maybe it’s because they secretly all wanna date me
Or they’re mad because their b#tches continue to play me
If you want the dick lil’ baby you gotta just say please

This Glock not on safety
Make me, tell that b#tch to make me
3 in 1 on that shampoo yeah you b#tches are fake clean
I been eating on that lobster you b#tches got baked beans

If he pull up with that choppa I turn him to baked beans
Yeah it’s Mr. kitty cat
Already know right where he at
P-p-p#ss# get get back

B-b-b#tches in my bag
And yeah your b#tch think I’m so funny she a six
And all I ever wanna get is all this money and my kicks
I’m goin’ bunny on this b#tch

Yeah I’m the man with the bands get a buck
Just to transport all these bands imma pull up in a truck
And my b#tch got some new pants, those are mine what the f#ck
I don’t really got no plans but I’m busy turnin’ up

Turnin’ up what the f#ck
Yeah, uh
I’m getting tired of this sh#t
Switch my brain like a Game Boy cartridge and switch lanes

I’m bothered by this b#tch, I’m yo father
Lightsaber off with his head
I globular clustered his brains
Wired in like I’m Lain

She grabbin’ on my globulars
Buster tried to ask for a autograph, bow
Grabbed the gat
Talkin’ all that snip ya tongue out ya trap

Tellin’ me relax tellin me what to do with my stacks
Cracked the glass grabbed the axe
Took a little time for myself but it’s Libra season
I’m breakin’ them backs I’m back I’m back I’m back
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From the album:
101 [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021