Goin Fed Lyrics

I took off and on my mama I ain't comin' down If you ain't really havin' motion move the fuck around

Got plenty heady's comin' down I line 'em up and then I knock 'em down

I forgot about a head, he called my phone, had to spin back around

Bust a bow to all zaps, that's how you really eat

I dump out fast, exotic whips, won't catch me in no Chevy

I heard his phones turtle in a day can't even crack a G

Road runnin' all night and I ain't been to sleep

Brodie turnin' one to three

Steady snatchin niggas geeks

Back in 2020, we was really snatchin' heats

Really runnin' through a P

Can dump like ten in a week

If I fall off it ain't sht for me to get back on my feet

And I can really teach you how to turn them

Lines up

I sold five yings for like 18 and I made nine bucks

If you ain't up at least a ten, then you can't

Beef with us

He tried to run and he got Ricky'd, he they hit him from the spine up

And every day feel like the 4th cause I

Got fire work

These phones slappin' on the daily, not just on the first

This all me, don't need no front, ain't never

Been no worker

How you flexin' for the gram, but really broke you a fuckin' burger

Bro got and I got, we in the car tryna catch every head

I'm really knockin' heads and runnin' reds, living life on the edge

I fell in love with fast money, I ain't neva been the type to beg

I got alotta grams on me and if I get caught then I'm goin fed

I took off and on my mama I ain't comin' down If you ain't really havin' motion move the

Fuck around

Got plenty heady's comin' down I line 'em up and then I knock 'em down

I forgot about a head, he called my phone, had to spin back around