Why G, Burna Bandz - Goat Farm lyrics

[Why G, Burna Bandz - Goat Farm lyrics]

I come home in the morning light
My mother says
"When you gonna live your life right?" (Ayy)
Oh, momma dear, we're not the fortunate ones
(She just with you for your money
Not gonna last long)
And girls, they wanna have fun
(Just wanna have fun, ayy) oh

Girls just wanna have fun (Freaks)
She just with you for your money, lil' boy
Ain't gonna last long (Dummy)
Every time I flipped something I
Had a mask on (Facts)
Gang shit
All my niggas on it like Decepticons
(No cap)
But I got a big gun that can flip Megatron
(Lah, lah) and the opps like the floor
How they get stepped on (Stepped on)
And my shooter giving deals, I got a coupon
(Coupon)
Piguet got a blue face with a octagon (AP)
Don't shine a light on my chain
It look like crayons (Dancing)
I swear the gang more icier than Yukon (Icy)
We putting cheese on the
Beef just like parmesan (Lah)
I got Muslims still sliding on Ramadan
(Demons) i ain't gon' buy no bitch a bag
Probably hair salon (No)
Army green, M16, call it Leprechaun (Grrrt)
Said "Cuban on my left, Bundog's a "
(Bussdown)
Northside of Jane look like a goat farm
(Goat Farm) he got smoked
Choppers ringing like a fire alarm (Smoke)
Headshot, point blank range
We can't shoot from far (Nah)
Put him in the stars
(Stars) , deadmihana, put him in a jar (Jar)
Freaky bitch fuck me like porn stars
(Pornstar)
I'm in her mouth just like caviar (Caviar)
I put my babies in her mouth
She like a kidnapper (Wozzle)
And he saying that they slimy
Just a good actor (Denzel)
Can't send him to no doctor
Send him to the pastor (Lah)

Knock him out his shoes
We gon' put him on TV (On the box)
Drill him on a camera
Now we got it on repeat (yeah)
All this water on me
Got me looking like Fiji (Fiji)
I got killers in the G-side, Courts
And the Shezzy (Gang)
Get knocked, I ain't see shit like Stevie
(Nah)
30 on me, so I ain't never wiped (yeah)
Blew the bitch back out
I'm was off three perks (yeah)
I ain't falling in love, bitch
I'm just tryna have fun (Have fun)
Dirty the stick
Then went and bought a new gun
Free nigga, they got cronem on the one
Told my young nigga don't come
Back 'til it's done (Nah)
Lil' nigga, he from a block I ain't heard of
(I ain't heard of it)
He diss the gang, then pull up and serve him
(Serve him)
I mixed the Jay Jay and OK with Sherbert
(Dead opps) walk on your block
And we creep like a pervert
Broke bitch ain't on shit, yeah
I had to curve her
See that Lando got no further
He in the trap house, but he just a worker
All we know is trap, and murder
(Trap and murder)
Flippin' these bricks then we
Go buy some burners
Drop that load on me, he know I'm a earner
Say it with your chest, don't murmur (yeah)
He feeling froggy like Kermit (Kermit)
He know we kill shit like Herbert
(Like Herbert)

The phone rings in the middle of the night
My father yells
"What you gonna do with your life?"
Oh, daddy dear
You know you're still number one
But girls, they wanna have fun

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