[Chorus: x2]
I keep a couple killers round me cause I don't really fuck with a whole lot of dudes
Wanna rob me well I might rob you but wen you see me you goin' see my goons

[Verse 1:]
Couple niggas on my right couple nigga on my left but I am a motherfucking killer myself
Got my glock 40 rite under my belt hit you with this burner you will melt I only hang
With my goons n nobody else so you better keep yo hands to yo self.wen I say I'm ready
We goin' step if you ain't got enough guns then you goin' need sum help.
Make sure this what you want b4 we shoot u to death cause we a lil' silly with this shit
Which is bad for yo health all of us stay with it all of us stay strapped that is why I keep
All my goons on deck.

[Chorus: x2]

[Verse 2]
Smell the liquor on my breath smell the dro on my skin look they throwing big faces in the wind
I am not friendly and I'm not your friend got a thousand huned in my right hand when
Eva y'all ready let the shooting game begin I'm walking kind of slow cause my five big
Either y'all goin' chill or we goin' mess up y'all gig we all crazy cause all us bent
My goons paranoid please don't flip cause all my goons ain't got good sense
We all dead drunk and all us lit but I love my goons cause they tote they shit

[Chorus: x2]

[Verse 3]
I ain't come so low tonight I'm with my clique I haven't seen her since I fucked that bitch
And I haven't called her so I know she sick pushed her off on the goons and let 1
Of them hit cause I gotta stay focused cause these niggas real slick you will not rob me
N turn round n sell my shit keep my eyes open cause it happen real quick

[Chorus: x2]

Written By CREAR, BRANDON / LEVATTE, RONELL LAWRENCE / MARTIN, ALEXANDER STEPHEN / WASHINGTON, ALGERNOD LANIER

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group


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