They still on that search
For who the f*ck gone do it better
I know it hurts
When they find out that a nigga do it with no effort
Call me Captain Kirk
Yeah I had to go and get this shit together
This a brand new shirt
It'd be a shame if I had to blend your face together
Ice gone hit in the beautiful weather
Crack another seal to make the sprite better
Mix the double cup with a lil' bit of pressure
She said she fell in love with the first impression
Guess she ain't, learn her lesson
She go to church, talk to reverend
She popped the yerc , still giving blessings
Then go to church and give confessions
It's Louie baby, no no
I don't know where no designer be
I probably would f*ck with ya
But I know your ass is lyin' to me
You really not conducive
For the nigga that I'm tryin' to be
Wanna stay with a nigga
This bitch wanna be my lighter leash
Big smoke, all gas in the Zip loc
Bad ho, said she wanna make a TikTok
You the type to get a bag
And go and ice your wrist out
I'm the type to get a bag
And figure all this shit out
My G-O-A, pape, get you high, to the sky
Smoke on different strains
Just to help you ease your mind
My niggass play the game while
I'm here on demon time
In the 4 door switching lanes
While she give me all her mind
I got her in the backseat
Now I'm staring at tattoos on her spine
Used to take XO's on empty stomach
Should've did Ramadan
It don't matter, I put on trench coat or mink
In summertime
I see notifications, can she see me in mañana
I only see private stock and some fly shit
All in mí casa
I can see that this bitch so green
MIght as well be a goblin
Ended the night on a high note
Find out this bitch was a gobbler
She was posted with me
Clear coat, toes out
Benihana's
See all these G-O-A papes laying around
I'm Skywalker
You not ready to be f*cked
And never, ever, ever, ever brought up
You should never ever forget
What a nigga taught you
These niggas gon' have trouble catching up
Before I ever caught up
This shit classified, that's rapid fire
Paint my face in the sky, paint my face in the sky
No new enemies, G-O-A is too many ties
Niggass like us too hard to find
Yeah, you got that right
Uh-huh, uh-huh, niggas better get right, man
That's all I'ma tell you
It's Mr. Cavucci, Scorsese, The architect
G-O-A, G-O-A, G-O-A, G-O-A, G-O-A
Bitch
No enemies in the f*cking world
Dee Louie - Hokey Pokey (feat. Cavucci) Lyrics
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English
They still on that search
For who the f*ck gone do it better
I know it hurts
When they find out that a nigga do it with no effort
Call me Captain Kirk
Yeah I had to go and get this shit together
This a brand new shirt
It'd be a shame if I had to blend your face together
Ice gone hit in the beautiful weather
Crack another seal to make the sprite better
Mix the double cup with a lil' bit of pressure
She said she fell in love with the first impression
Guess she ain't, learn her lesson
She go to church, talk to reverend
She popped the yerc , still giving blessings
Then go to church and give confessions
It's Louie baby, no no
I don't know where no designer be
I probably would f*ck with ya
But I know your ass is lyin' to me
You really not conducive
For the nigga that I'm tryin' to be
Wanna stay with a nigga
This bitch wanna be my lighter leash
Big smoke, all gas in the Zip loc
Bad ho, said she wanna make a TikTok
You the type to get a bag
And go and ice your wrist out
I'm the type to get a bag
And figure all this shit out
My G-O-A, pape, get you high, to the sky
Smoke on different strains
Just to help you ease your mind
My niggass play the game while
I'm here on demon time
In the 4 door switching lanes
While she give me all her mind
I got her in the backseat
Now I'm staring at tattoos on her spine
Used to take XO's on empty stomach
Should've did Ramadan
It don't matter, I put on trench coat or mink
In summertime
I see notifications, can she see me in mañana
I only see private stock and some fly shit
All in mí casa
I can see that this bitch so green
MIght as well be a goblin
Ended the night on a high note
Find out this bitch was a gobbler
She was posted with me
Clear coat, toes out
Benihana's
See all these G-O-A papes laying around
I'm Skywalker
You not ready to be f*cked
And never, ever, ever, ever brought up
You should never ever forget
What a nigga taught you
These niggas gon' have trouble catching up
Before I ever caught up
This shit classified, that's rapid fire
Paint my face in the sky, paint my face in the sky
No new enemies, G-O-A is too many ties
Niggass like us too hard to find
Yeah, you got that right
Uh-huh, uh-huh, niggas better get right, man
That's all I'ma tell you
It's Mr. Cavucci, Scorsese, The architect
G-O-A, G-O-A, G-O-A, G-O-A, G-O-A
Bitch
No enemies in the f*cking world
For who the f*ck gone do it better
I know it hurts
When they find out that a nigga do it with no effort
Call me Captain Kirk
Yeah I had to go and get this shit together
This a brand new shirt
It'd be a shame if I had to blend your face together
Ice gone hit in the beautiful weather
Crack another seal to make the sprite better
Mix the double cup with a lil' bit of pressure
She said she fell in love with the first impression
Guess she ain't, learn her lesson
She go to church, talk to reverend
She popped the yerc , still giving blessings
Then go to church and give confessions
It's Louie baby, no no
I don't know where no designer be
I probably would f*ck with ya
But I know your ass is lyin' to me
You really not conducive
For the nigga that I'm tryin' to be
Wanna stay with a nigga
This bitch wanna be my lighter leash
Big smoke, all gas in the Zip loc
Bad ho, said she wanna make a TikTok
You the type to get a bag
And go and ice your wrist out
I'm the type to get a bag
And figure all this shit out
My G-O-A, pape, get you high, to the sky
Smoke on different strains
Just to help you ease your mind
My niggass play the game while
I'm here on demon time
In the 4 door switching lanes
While she give me all her mind
I got her in the backseat
Now I'm staring at tattoos on her spine
Used to take XO's on empty stomach
Should've did Ramadan
It don't matter, I put on trench coat or mink
In summertime
I see notifications, can she see me in mañana
I only see private stock and some fly shit
All in mí casa
I can see that this bitch so green
MIght as well be a goblin
Ended the night on a high note
Find out this bitch was a gobbler
She was posted with me
Clear coat, toes out
Benihana's
See all these G-O-A papes laying around
I'm Skywalker
You not ready to be f*cked
And never, ever, ever, ever brought up
You should never ever forget
What a nigga taught you
These niggas gon' have trouble catching up
Before I ever caught up
This shit classified, that's rapid fire
Paint my face in the sky, paint my face in the sky
No new enemies, G-O-A is too many ties
Niggass like us too hard to find
Yeah, you got that right
Uh-huh, uh-huh, niggas better get right, man
That's all I'ma tell you
It's Mr. Cavucci, Scorsese, The architect
G-O-A, G-O-A, G-O-A, G-O-A, G-O-A
Bitch
No enemies in the f*cking world
Writer: Dominique Cook, Carlos Chandler
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid