GOBLIN Lyrics

Goon Goblin, Goon Goblin, Goon Goblin, Goon Goblin, Goon Goblin, Goon Goblin, Goon Goblin

What's poppin'? Time to get it rockin

Came up from kickin' down doors nigga, no knockin

Met this bad bitch in Austin, bout her green like Boston

Bougie taste when she shoppin', all the hoes be jockin

But I don't blame, she a real fire flame

The type to drive a nigga so motherfuckin' insane

She know how to play the game, ain't fuckin' with no lame

And if you shoot your shot, better have the perfect aim

That's how it go, had to let it known before

Gon' be under her spell, under her control

Amateur to pro, a contestant on her show

And she gon' ask you this one question for sure

You a Goon Goblin, Goon Goblin, Goon Goblin, Goon Goblin, Goon Goblin, Goon Goblin, Goon Goblin, Goon Goblin

You win, take her shopin', every weekend club hoppin

Buyin' drinks and everything else, not given a fuck bout' what it's costin

After awhile, it's gettin' exhausted, tryna break up

And you want everything that you bought

But you outta luck and you suck