Lyrics goals on goals - Bass Santana

goals on goals

Yeah
I can’t fuck with these hoes no more
They probably gon' fuck up my goals on goals
Hop in the Royce nigga I’m going ghost
Got a problem?
Turn that boy to a ghost, he gone
Cop a Phantom I got that on my own
Danny Phantom I’m gon' get that boy gone
DND don’t like to answer my phone
Tell that bitch stop playing just to leave me alone
Tell that bitch stop playing just to leave me alone
I’m so high a nigga really be gone
And these niggas hating yeah I had to turn up on them
All that bullshit I did that on my own
Fuck that shit I really had to turn up on them
Don’t do right but that don’t mean that I’m wrong
Fuck that nigga man I had the burner for him
If he think he running up then he gone
One, here comes the two to the three to the four
Everybody trying to get close to the boy
One, I don’t ever get to close to a whore
Ain’t trying to fuck with that bitch no more
One, I’ll never freeze on set
I’ll never freeze unless it’s my wrist or my neck
I’ll never leave my set
But I’ll leave a treesh when I got a next treesh on deck
I can’t fuck with these hoes no more
They probably gon' fuck up my goals on goals
Hop in the Royce nigga I’m going ghost
Got a problem?
Turn that boy to a ghost, he gone
I can’t fuck with these hoes no more
They probably gon' fuck up my goals on goals
Hop in the Royce nigga I’m going ghost
Got a problem?
Turn that boy to a ghost, he gone
Danny phantom turn that boy to a ghost he gone
I need the bezzle to shine on my arm
Guns for my friends that’s my brothers in arms
She popping that ass like it’s bubblegum huh
She says he want me she better alone
Fuck on her friends and treat her like a shone
Smoking big Za za let’s get to the dome
All of these opps and nobody to love
Bitch I’m a runner you know me I’m out
Failing at love I was learning accounts
Fuck what you want but I know the amount
Goals on goals nigga fuck what you talking bout
I’ll give you hope if you don’t know the route
Goals unfold when the roles get to playing out
Niggas forget and they go for the clout
I’ll give anything but a fuck
I ain’t selfish nah
He said she said it was up
They wasn’t felt at all
I’ll turn that boy to a ghost like he wasn’t ever around
Ticked off to the top of the throat
Boy I’m ahead of my time
Boy I’m ahead of my
Yeah