Goddard! Lyrics

Sip fast so I'm nodding

I can't board slide, eye been dotted

Know T Dilly Supreme botted

Gotta robot dog named Goddard

I put five cheese on my ziti

I gave catwalk to grafiti

This dumb sad hoe acting needy

I told that bitch just to please me yah

Walk in looking like a hotdog

Jumped in the pussy like hopscotch

Tussin turned me to a robot

Weed turned whip to a hotbox

She ride my dick like ripstick until that bitch feeling sea sick

Only time my voice sounds deep is when I fucking hit a whippit (lil bitch)

I just had a teck deck sesh on top of your girl's tiddies

Nic stick needa last a couple days, so I won't cop a biddi

I get all my zips for less, cause I won't ever pay 250

Flex on snap you tryna freestyle, but your lyrics sounding shitty

On my Snick shit ripping out the cake pen (yuh cancer)

Wake and bake, got a dab rig with the fucking hens

Cicada dude just been chilling on the nightstand (what that bug doing)

Broken tripod, all of y'all I cannot fucking stand (fuck you)

Silver out the OG, I do scheme out the corp

Stand up on my money, and I'm still hella short

Never scooped a dab with a tool, used a fork

Spending my days getting stoned, just chilling, building pillow forts

Do a pizza dance, put the pizza man in pizza trance

Running low on bands, I'm like Jotaro without his stand

Blunt with 20 grams, all my woods filled up with fire strands

I just improvise my man, Yung Pines never had a plan

Snick snack (who)

Gas pack (oh)

Count 150 racks (yes sir)

Mail man (blat)

Phone scam (brr)

Eating on the rum ham (Danny DeVito)

Big shit (big)

Hit licks (trill)

Teeth bouta meet a brick (bitch)

Short life (nah)

Long hair (yup)

EQ on the fucking snare (lil pine trees)

Sip fast so I'm nodding

I can't board slide, eye been dotted

Know T Dilly Supreme botted

Gotta robot dog named Goddard

I put five cheese on my ziti (how you doing)

I gave catwalk to grafiti (I'm good)

This dumb sad hoe acting needy

I told that bitch just to please me yah (what the fuck is going on with this stupid shit)

I been wit da yuhh

Ay shut up shut up

Ayo how many chickens we got in this coup

I count 4

Chickens in this bitch we got 4 and we going crazy

My main shoo wop, shoo wop, ouu

Chicken fried Nick Stacey (bitch)

Chickens in this bitch we got 4 and we going crazy

My main shoo wop, shoo wop, ouu

Chicken fried Nick Stacey (hoe)