Goal ft. Don Riley Lyrics

Me ago Seckel it before them start it

Sexy body gal like Cardi

British gal love fuck yawdie

Ghost riding Frass in the phantom

Money a come in but it none random

Dem wi get run down

Doh get gun down

Gal come Mek mi cocky drown

Come make the don proud

Fuck good yuh get a bust down

Six in the morning

Banga phone calling

Tek weh yuh gal

Have big man balling

Yeah we a chop from morning

We a chop from morning

We none pop molly

Big up Bob Marley

Make sure yuh ready fi the war if yuh start it

Make sure yuh ready fi the war if yuh start it

Don't tuck round dawg

Yuh wi tun target

Hop on my turf like woo

I've been chasing goals

I bag the most

I always perceiver right through

She love me make her laugh the most

I be gang gang wit my crew

I ricochet it upper v off the post

I finessed her off my conscious I'm the truth

Production by Lex Luger and the ghost

Killer I'm iller Pierre bout to get ya

I'm chasing cash

Like I'm playin Aston Villa

That's the defender

But imma attacker

I'm pulling the strings

Cuz I am a master

This could be a disaster

Man kill your fear factor

I'm by all my Opps

I'm moving way faster

The left got a blaster

And so does my right

I'm up end my conscious

But still here in sight

Six in the morning

Banga phone calling

Tek weh yuh gal

Have big man balling

Yeah

We a chop from morning

We a chop from morning

We nuh pop molly

Big up Bob Marley

Make sure yuh ready fi the war if yuh start it

Make sure yuh ready fi the war if yuh start it

Don't tuck round dawg

Yuh wi tun target