The way I'm whippin' it up they thinkin' Gojos back
They like Othello bring that old soul back
I watched my partna use one foot and made that coco flat
He pistol whipped some chick that helped him search
Knowing she done stole bro cash
Tell me you with me tell me you want the best for me
Show me it's true by actions
While I go fulfill my destiny
Vegeta in your spirit so I hardly want you next to me
You'd rather pick your brain on how I'm great than just respecting me
Yo shout out my nigga Kutt man
I'm in this motherf*cker with Lost Balloon
Some shit you just
Gotta understand
Yea
You niggas talking cash get your FICO up
Every time I put a rhyme down the price go up
Spit nasty like when mice throw up
Not psycho but I might go nuts
All year off just freestyles
It's only 9 am and bro done flipped three pounds
Imperial the team now grinding
We finna have it jumpin' like a rebound (bounce out)
Some niggas had to buzz but that shit done went senile (where they at)
You pay attention you can see now
I kinda stand alone
I got goals like if I'm givin' head I gotta make her moan
I heard niggas making hits so I had to make my own
Now I'm at the top I had to make my throne
I made it home you wanna score
You need 15 so I named the pack Mahomes (wow)
You can put it in a wood
It tastes better in a cone
They can't find a man equal cause I'm always in my zone
We stocked a ton of weed from mailmen no Malone
This a different jazz Lost Balloon
Float along
I take credit for bringing rap back aye be happy
Most of you niggas sleep and I'm waking you from your cat nap
Claiming that yall class acts notebook still in your backpack
I thought I fitted with you niggas but then I had to snap back no cap
Lost Balloon goin' major no kizzy
Like we selling office supplies we the staples of the city
Playin with me it's like these niggas out here cryin' out for pity
You'll be safer tryna party and stay the night with Diddy
No Biggie had to lose Faith in order to get my Shyne on
You can't see me my drive in a blind zone
I'm off the trees like a pine cone
Mind blown replaying every track that I'm on like I'm on
This shit feel like pocket full of green guys
Like y'all know it's my team time
Summer Mixteen vibes
Seems odd that I seen God
But I was looking in the mirror
You seen him too if you seen Shod
Zilla
You gotta just
Understand
Gojos Back (feat. Scritchmatic) Video (MV)
Performed By: Kuttybear
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Rishard Wade, Richmond Morris, Stephon Colbert
Kuttybear - Gojos Back (feat. Scritchmatic) Lyrics
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The way I'm whippin' it up they thinkin' Gojos back
They like Othello bring that old soul back
I watched my partna use one foot and made that coco flat
He pistol whipped some chick that helped him search
Knowing she done stole bro cash
Tell me you with me tell me you want the best for me
Show me it's true by actions
While I go fulfill my destiny
Vegeta in your spirit so I hardly want you next to me
You'd rather pick your brain on how I'm great than just respecting me
Yo shout out my nigga Kutt man
I'm in this motherf*cker with Lost Balloon
Some shit you just
Gotta understand
Yea
You niggas talking cash get your FICO up
Every time I put a rhyme down the price go up
Spit nasty like when mice throw up
Not psycho but I might go nuts
All year off just freestyles
It's only 9 am and bro done flipped three pounds
Imperial the team now grinding
We finna have it jumpin' like a rebound (bounce out)
Some niggas had to buzz but that shit done went senile (where they at)
You pay attention you can see now
I kinda stand alone
I got goals like if I'm givin' head I gotta make her moan
I heard niggas making hits so I had to make my own
Now I'm at the top I had to make my throne
I made it home you wanna score
You need 15 so I named the pack Mahomes (wow)
You can put it in a wood
It tastes better in a cone
They can't find a man equal cause I'm always in my zone
We stocked a ton of weed from mailmen no Malone
This a different jazz Lost Balloon
Float along
I take credit for bringing rap back aye be happy
Most of you niggas sleep and I'm waking you from your cat nap
Claiming that yall class acts notebook still in your backpack
I thought I fitted with you niggas but then I had to snap back no cap
Lost Balloon goin' major no kizzy
Like we selling office supplies we the staples of the city
Playin with me it's like these niggas out here cryin' out for pity
You'll be safer tryna party and stay the night with Diddy
No Biggie had to lose Faith in order to get my Shyne on
You can't see me my drive in a blind zone
I'm off the trees like a pine cone
Mind blown replaying every track that I'm on like I'm on
This shit feel like pocket full of green guys
Like y'all know it's my team time
Summer Mixteen vibes
Seems odd that I seen God
But I was looking in the mirror
You seen him too if you seen Shod
Zilla
You gotta just
Understand
They like Othello bring that old soul back
I watched my partna use one foot and made that coco flat
He pistol whipped some chick that helped him search
Knowing she done stole bro cash
Tell me you with me tell me you want the best for me
Show me it's true by actions
While I go fulfill my destiny
Vegeta in your spirit so I hardly want you next to me
You'd rather pick your brain on how I'm great than just respecting me
Yo shout out my nigga Kutt man
I'm in this motherf*cker with Lost Balloon
Some shit you just
Gotta understand
Yea
You niggas talking cash get your FICO up
Every time I put a rhyme down the price go up
Spit nasty like when mice throw up
Not psycho but I might go nuts
All year off just freestyles
It's only 9 am and bro done flipped three pounds
Imperial the team now grinding
We finna have it jumpin' like a rebound (bounce out)
Some niggas had to buzz but that shit done went senile (where they at)
You pay attention you can see now
I kinda stand alone
I got goals like if I'm givin' head I gotta make her moan
I heard niggas making hits so I had to make my own
Now I'm at the top I had to make my throne
I made it home you wanna score
You need 15 so I named the pack Mahomes (wow)
You can put it in a wood
It tastes better in a cone
They can't find a man equal cause I'm always in my zone
We stocked a ton of weed from mailmen no Malone
This a different jazz Lost Balloon
Float along
I take credit for bringing rap back aye be happy
Most of you niggas sleep and I'm waking you from your cat nap
Claiming that yall class acts notebook still in your backpack
I thought I fitted with you niggas but then I had to snap back no cap
Lost Balloon goin' major no kizzy
Like we selling office supplies we the staples of the city
Playin with me it's like these niggas out here cryin' out for pity
You'll be safer tryna party and stay the night with Diddy
No Biggie had to lose Faith in order to get my Shyne on
You can't see me my drive in a blind zone
I'm off the trees like a pine cone
Mind blown replaying every track that I'm on like I'm on
This shit feel like pocket full of green guys
Like y'all know it's my team time
Summer Mixteen vibes
Seems odd that I seen God
But I was looking in the mirror
You seen him too if you seen Shod
Zilla
You gotta just
Understand
Writer: Rishard Wade, Richmond Morris, Stephon Colbert
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid