French Montana - Goon Music lyrics

[Hook: Max B] Gain green, we wavy Money we holding Them b**hes, we f**s them Until their pussies is swollen Ten thousand tickets Got caught with a blunt f** it, I paid it I park anywhere I want-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh [Verse 1: Max B] It ain't hard to tell You ain't f**in' with Bigavell Still on the billion dollar bail Wait, do some other sh** Motherf**ers is coming quick Biga Daddy, I want it, never flip I want it, never hit hit cause they thirsty Tryna jerk me but you missed out Mami got her tits out, papi got the 6 out That's not papi, that's Velli Clear out, clear the route when I come through 'bout to steal the show from the big names on your bill Let me show you what we next to k**, s** appeal b**hes love the dick, they can't help it Margarine stick on your tongue, mami I'm melting You're welcome Who helped him? Beat past me, I was fast n***a but you lack cla** Black mask, gloves for the robbery, do this sh** in and out Many packages I be sending out [Hook: Max B] Gain green, we wavy Money we holding Them b**hes, we f**s them Until their pussies is swollen Ten thousand tickets Got caught with a blunt f** it, I paid it I park anywhere I want-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh [Verse 2: French Montana] We spend what you made, three times that n***as wrinkle up they face on the detox that Ask Dre, I got detox wrapped in my whip off top Yeah homie, I freestyled that And yeah I see the hate, but I see past that Man n***as can't copy, my sh** [?] Matter fact, n***a get with or get rolled over On the grind, can't get a day sober Break's over, goon music takeover Cocaine and that coke wave makeover I done seen real n***as fold over When the pressure on tight n***as tellin' on sight Like Biggo, bricks in vehicle Montana, head crack [?] It's two thangs, I'm a shooter like Luol Deng Goon music, top of the food chain [Bridge: French Montana] Max is wavy, Grease be rollin' n***a take your dough, f** them hoes Take your time Goon music baby, picture me rollin' Homie take your dough, f** them hoes Take your time [Verse 3: Dame Grease] Let me tell you 'bout a real OG Harlem boy just born in to move keys I rob and I steal, I k** at will The boy used to get her often, always known for flossing f**ed up a few mill, watch him make a billy back Known as a gangsta, I'ma sell these where it's really at New York City, grind and we gritty [?] up on the school tracks, always make a few stacks [Verse 4: Meeno] Got them bricks, them bundles, them P's What a n***a thought they wasn't gon' see me? Please, I go off on beats like these Keep a hoodrat with a pocket full of cheese Grease told me come on, mama I made it When Bigavelli come on, he make it so wavy I'ma let the gun off, let the drummer drum off I got to go but Snaps 'bout to come on [Verse 5: E-Snaps] Tell everybody look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane No it's me motherf**er, I'm a G motherf**er Feel good to be E, that's me, word to mother Get up in that a** for all sorts of cash Y'all know when it's problems handle it like Nash Ain't worried 'bout the problems, automatics will blast him I'm a goon slash gorilla, bazooka straight through ya I do ya, tell your boys papi did it to ya