Goblin (First Day Out) Lyrics

Ayy, that's stupid fault

You learn from some dummies, stupid taught him

My headphones up all the way

There it go

He say fire Flame, I'm spicy hot

quit typing shit go fucking die

You talking Shh' yeah i shot em'

You talking bout D.B yeah I robbed em'

G-O-B-L-N

G-O-B-L-I-N

I'm a goblin

Ayy, what

You talking Shh' yeah i shot em'

You talking bout D.B hell yeah nigga I robbed em'

G-O-B-L-I-N

I'm a motherfuckin' goblin

I'm a beast, I can't be tamed

I'm a motherfuckin' problem

What is Opps, man, I don't got him

I promote that violence

Yeah, I love that drama

Man, fuck this fame I'm hoppin' out, stand over a Nigga, gone see these diamonds

We was pullin' up, he was walkin' out that's perfect timing

Show the flame, hell yeah, "like, let me out", I popped him

Team full of bullies, we all screamin', who gon' stop me

These bitches know I know where home at

I love my baby mama, she love her baby father, aye

Keep it real, shit we in love, just bein' honest

You got a kid, money childish

Kid, money toddler

When I'm in them guts, she know she call me papi

I be ignorin' these bitches, she like, why you dog me

Got my son right now while I'm recording

Bro nem' scored again, somebody tell them boys to forfeit

Eight ounces, Enfamil for Melo, and a four of Wock for me, I just poured it

Got this this shit in order, can't wait to have a daughter

I just had another son on April 1st, and named him Carson

I'm a brick walker

Think I'm a lick, bitch, come chalk me

And my B.M, I'm thick as shit, take off these G-stars,

We Rawin', I don't got no flaws

Bitch, I'm crack hard, nigga, super soft, aye

Aye KY, when we be spinnin through that shit with stupid sauce

This is dummy, slided and died

Shit, that's stupid fault

Had to learn from some dummies, stupid taught

I got three Glocks and two chops

Pizza boy, don't get boxed

all my shit, automatic (Fye' Fye') Hot

Froggy how I'm jumpin' out

She ain't let me hit back then but now you ugly now

They gon' suck the brown off this bitch cause I get money now

Fire, flame, I'm spicy hot

test this shit gon' fuckin' die

Four In' blues, I'm super high

I step out in Gucci flops

Still I got this pocket rock

Get knocked out them Nike socks

Don't move in this bitch I had to rob him before i up and fye'

fye' fye' fye'

I had to rob him 'fore I up and uh'

Aye come here

Ayy, touch them pockets

Then I fye' fye' fye' fye', nigga

And I'm super high

Fire, flame, I'm stupid hot

And I'm crack hard

Nigga, super soft

I'm a fuckin' dog

I'm a beast up in this bitch problem won't get solved nigga

Give me that check, man