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64/7 - Duwap Kaine
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64/7 - Duwap Kaine
[Chorus]
Bitch, I feel like Goon 'cause I'm a real deal stepper
Yellow baguettes on my shit, nigga, shit like lemon pepper (Woah, woah)
Bad-ass bitch, you know these bitches don't last forever (Woah)
Damn, she tried to finesse a nigga, she really thought she was clever
Nah, bitch, never (Never)
Scratch a bitch right off my schedule (Fuck you)
She wanna marry, damn, bitch, I just met you (No)
All these bitches on me, Hugh Hefner
All she do is nag, so I lеft her
She hate whеn a nigga doin' better
That's why I got a badder bitch, her shit wetter
My gang pop out strong like Mayweather

[Verse 1]
Off alcohol and I feel like a feather
I fuck the bitch like the other bitch better
I'm twenty years, tryna get it together
She like a dog, tell her ass, I'ma pet her
I feel like Durk, damn, what happened to Virgil?
Long live Goon, let me pour up this purple
Promethazine so I look like a turtle
The Glock talk, I just let it get verbal
Talk on my brother I'll hurt you
Talk on my brother, lil' nigga, I'll hearse you
Hollow tips, hot flyin', they'll curse you
You a broke bitch anyway, I ain't heard you
I'm Kaine Wick and I fuck up the pain
See, GoonRich was my muhfuckin' man
All this Gucci I'm the real Gucci Mane
My brother died and that wasn't the plan (No, no)
H-K, we might hit at your man
Real cool, yeah, I'm cool like a fan
Hollow tips quick, nigga, like sand
Smokin' dope every day, I'm outer space
Look, every day you just gotta get up
Focus on you, fuck the other stuff
Your bitch a teddy bear, she got stuffed
Big ass Glock shut a nigga up
Niggas get 10K on the Gram
Next day, nigga, they be like, "I'm up"
Nah, nigga, you got more work to do (Go, go, go)
So stop spendin' money on that cup
2023, nigga
Still ridin' in a Beam', nigga
Still with the same team, nigga
This fame shit won't change me, nigga
But that pain shit changed me, nigga
Seen a lot of shit, I'm not the same nigga
It's a lot goin' through my brain, nigga
Got rich and the chain got bigger
Stayin' on your P's and Q's my nigga
But it's okay if you got God, nigga (Go, go)
I'm gettin' money, that's the plot, nigga
She love me, she can't stop, nigga
I can teach you how to rob, nigga
Because I used to rob niggas
Take 'em down, I need six figures
Circle small like six niggas
Designer shit, no, I don't shop at the mall
You wearin' fake shit, you knockin' it off
Pass it to her and she catchin' my balls
She should be at the next playoffs
I miss my nigga, yeah
I'm GoonRich, nigga
She wanna do the nasty shit off liquor
Fuck water 'cause my blood real thicker
GoonRich was my muhfuckin' nigga, my brother
He wasn't born nigga by the same mother
It don't mean that I cannot love you
Bitch, I'm GoonRich
Uh, every day of the week on that Goon shit
Why you smokin' on that mid, yeah, that Tunechi
She ain't got shit to offer but coochie
All that fake love how you lose me (Fake ass love)
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